✩ AUDRE CARRINGTON › versatile yet contrary THIRTY years old TATTOO ARTIST who goes by she & her pronouns and has a terrible knack for baked goods. born in NEW YORK CITY, can often be seen with her ringed fingers tainted in red ink after a day of sketching non-stop, observing the sweets at butter & bean with hungry eyes, or smoking a perfectly rolled tobacco late at night. affable with those who cross her path, but reckless like a hyperactive child, audre greatly enjoys the warm colors of sunset, spending time with her cat tuxedo & the taste of a good coffee with excess of cream first thing in the morning. chaotic good, capricorn sun & art enthusiast, she identifies herself as a LESBIAN CIS WOMAN, has the terrible habit of incessantly tapping her fingers on surfaces when she’s restless, and has been living in san verano for the last FIVE YEARS.
✩ ONE › BASICS .
NAME. audre simone carrington. NICKNAMES. dre. AGE. thirty. BIRTHDATE. january 17th. HOMETOWN. new york city, new york. GENDER. cis woman. PRONOUNS. she & her. SEXUAL & ROMANTIC ORIENTATION. lesbian. OCCUPATION. tattoo artist @ sorry mom. TIME IN SAN VERANO. five years. APARTMENT. 404. POSITIVE TRAITS. affable, creative, versatile. NEUTRAL TRAITS. independent, outspoken, sensitive. NEGATIVE TRAITS. contrary, judgmental, reckless.
✩ TWO › TIDBITS .
i. born and raised in new york city, audre is the third of four children, only seven minutes younger than devon. her relationship with him was always profound, both tied at the hip since the beginning, finishing each other’s sentences like idiots, getting in trouble and never snitching, having each other’s back ith the loyalty of a blood pact. “ we came into this world together, and together we will leave. ” they used to say.
ii. she had a knack for art from a very early age, grabbing crayons before she could properly walk, tracing lines before she could understand what she was doing. the side of her room —a room she shared with devon— was always a mess of colorful pencils, acrylics, and sketchbooks full of doodles that improved impressively over the years. so it wasn’t a surprise when she decided to go for fine arts when college time came.
iii. she studied for four years, graduated, and decided to put her studies to rest when she discovered the art of tattooing. the learning process wasn’t easy because, yes, she knew how to draw, how to paint, how to create and shape with her hands, but they still trembled the first time she took a tattooing machine, the first time she traced a line on her own skin, the first time that skin bled under her terrible work. but as usual with her art in life, she improved, and even though her father never supported her decision ( and her mother did it reluctantly despite her artistry background ), she always had devon by her side, encouraging her, laughing at the terrible tattoos she got in her legs in the beginning, and looking at her proudly when they started to look better. she experimented with different styles, finally settling on patchwork tattoo. however, if you choose her to be your tattoo artist, she doesn’t mind going outside of her comfort zone to get you exactly what you want.
iv. she came to san verano because devon did, because he was convinced, and she wasn’t going to stay in new york city if devon wouldn’t, either. besides, california always had a warmth she craved and that new york lacked.
v. she landed a position in sorry mom three months after her arrival, something that impressed even her. however, she hasn’t taken this opportunity for granted. she’s dedicated, detailed, and hard-working, and this has paid her back—she has a nice list of loyal clients who both come back and recommend her to others.
vi. she has a tuxedo cat named tuxedo that she rescued from the streets of san verano when he was around five months. he’s a total gentleman, very social, extroverted, and spoiled. you can often find him at sorry mom with her.
vii. she won’t talk about devon or his death, not when it’s still so fresh, not when it hurts so much. so what she’s been doing, so far, is burying herself in work, isolating herself from those that had been part of her life for the past five years, and coping with it in unhealthy ways she hasn’t indulged in since her teenage years.
✩ THREE › WANTED CONNECTIONS .
#01. BEST FRIEND ( 0 / 1 ) — they met in new york a long time ago and came together to san verano. they’re inseparable, and this is the only person, aside from devon, who knows audre to a t. * taken by josephine sinclair.
#02. BOOTY CALL / FWB ( 0 / 2 ) — people audre sleeps around with. no strings attached, no feelings, just vibes. however, these are people audre trust, these are not just anybody; they’ve built a relationship of sorts, based on confidence, late-night chats, and respect.
#03. SAPPHIC SITUATIONSHIPS ( 0 / 3 ) — give me messiness ! give me exes in bad terms, exes in good terms, friends who used to hook up and caught feelings so they broke it off, one-sided things, friends or acquaintances with insane sexual tension, feelings that aren’t being addressed, etcetcetc.
#04. DRINKING BUDDIES ( 0 / 3 ) — audre likes to have a drink every once in a while, especially after a long day of work. these people accompany her during these nights, and how their dynamic works is totally up for discussion !
#05. PARTY BUDDIES ( 0 / 3 ) — simply, people who party hard with audre, those who can follow her rhythm, who like to dance, drink, and have a good time overall.
#06. BAD INFLUENCE ( 0 / 1 ) — audre has been indulging in unhealthy coping mechanisms since devon died, and this person only fuels them. they also encourage audre’s reckless side, and they’re always getting in trouble together.
#07. GOOD INFLUENCE ( 0 / 1 ) — someone who cares about her, who tries to get her away from her self-destructive tendencies, who is there for her even if she doesn’t want them to. audre, eventually, will warm up to them, so this can be a very wholesome dynamic to explore !
#08. CLIENTS ( open ) — basically people audre tattooed or who want to get tattooed by her !
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location: after the service, devon's funeral
it took a lot in antoinette to even just get up from up her bed, get dressed and be present in devon's funeral. she knew he would want her here, and that she would regret it for the rest of her life if she didn't take the chance to say goodbye. the mask she had been putting on for days ever since he died slipped and she cannot hold her grief to herself and hide it. she had been too shaken up to even just stay in the room. she had found herself heading out for air a couple of times. she had been used to losing people, but the way she had lost somebody she had referred to as her brother...the pain was excruciating.
after the service, she had almost sprinted out of there just to let the tears fall, she didn't want to break down for people to see. the dancer actually prefers to deal with her feelings in her own. the quietness of the spot she's found was just enough to hear somebody walking up to her, hearing the dead leaves crunch beneath their feet. "sorry...i...it's just gettiing fuckin' hard to be there." she says, letting out a shaky breath. "i just can't fuckin' believe all this."
audre hadn’t shed a tear since all of this started. she hadn’t cried a single time, not when she found out, not when she saw her brother’s body, much less now. she was drowning in sadness, the feeling putrid in her chest already, but she simply couldn’t. she had tried, of course she did. she had gotten drunk because she often cried when drunk, she had watched sad movies, she had listened to sad music, but nothing had worked. the feeling was there, though, just not the tears.
she walked outside at a calm pace, basking in the fresh air that tranquilized her fast-beating heart, and a sad smile touched her features at the sight of toni. “ it’s okay, i get it, ” she replied with a shrug, sitting down on the bench located in the spot antoinette had found for herself and that audre was now invading. “ it’s tough in there, all of this is … yeah, it’s unbelievable. ” audre looked at her hands, her mouth twisting in grief, her eyes shining with tears that wouldn’t fall. “ why him, toni ? ”
