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"Bitch, it's been three months since I've seen. Fill me on everything I've missed. Literally everything." Buffy says like they've haven't been in touch since she moved back.
chuckling, she shook her head whilst shrugging her shoulders. what could she say? that she had gotten herself into something that she couldn’t get herself out of. serra rubbed her nose, sniffing slightly before smiling brightly. " oh, you haven’t missed much, but apparently i have. " she shook her head once more at the thought. " when did it get so crazy here? "
" you don't like the names ? " he said with a shake of his head. " i think they add a little something to the routine , plus giving your name to horny businessmen just seems like a double edged sword. " but what did he know , she seemed to be handling herself pretty well. " not my sugar baby , " he teased remembering how their first conversation went and how he pretty much laughed the idea off. he'd seen it happen back home , older men at the side of a much younger woman , people often wondering how that could be beneficial but he supposed money could buy happiness. " no -- i thought you lived here , " he said , sarcasm dripping at his tone before shaking his head. he narrowed his eyes at her two hobbies , " i don't think you know what a hobby is , " he paused. " those are just everyday things , " at least for the pair they were. " i don't know --- try knitting. "
" they are predictable, like every club has one of them. " those names could only come from girls who got into this career for fun and not because they had it hard. however, it didn't matter what she thought. playfully glaring at him, serra fought back a groan as she rolled her eyes. she hated that he even knew of side gig. it was something that was supposed to be on the downlow, and the worst part is that she couldn't even pinpoint when she told him.
her eyebrows knotted together as she gave him a once-over. " i’m pushing thirty, not pushing a coffin. " scoffing, she directed her attention to the plum couch she was on, digging into the crevices of the cushions. it didn’t take long for her to find it. the last of her supply til the end of the week. it was going to drive her mad, she knew it. " just one? " a small pout formed on her lips.
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"So who do you think that Ripper is? Or is that an allegory to something completely else?" Riley questioned the other as she continued to walk through the shallow water, the light waves hitting her shins before retracting back. It was all moving in such a synchronised pace, it was almost hypnotic. For a moment, Riley paused, watching the weak waves come and go. "Whoever it was, I bet they could've escaped by the ocean. It'd be so horrifically ironic that I think that's exactly what I'd do in their shoes."
coming back to town to find that there was a killer amongst them was not on any of the cards she wanted to be dealt. there was something horrific about the small town she used to call home, bred something so evil, but yet, that's usually how it goes. someone with too much time on their hands was deciding to make it everyone else's problem. serra walked beside riley, shrugging her shoulders. " who could be so unloved that they decided to take it out on the rest of the town? " shaking her head, even she couldn't think about doing such a thing. " i don't know. " looking out to the water, watching the waves lightly crash onto shore, the redhead grabbed a loose ciggerate from her bag and quickly lit it. " if they ran, but i bet they are still here ... waiting to slit our throats one by one. " she looked at the other, fighting a laugh before finally bringing the ciggerate to her lips.
he didn't know what to expect when he set foot into the peach pitt other than the demand for his id since he looked a bit young. the lights surrounded him as he looked for the familiar face who told him he should stop by. he was surrounded as he walked through the door as he made his effort to break free to speak to the woman who had invited him for the night. amusement settled on his expression as he caught a glimpse and she motioned towards the back rooms designated for privacy. " so do you have a good stage name ? i met a cinnamon and angel baby out there. " he said as he walked into the room closing the door behind him. " we're gonna have to find you a hobby. "
she rolled her eyes at the names, not only were they tacky, but they really did reflect the girls who held them. " i am whoever they want me to be. " there was a brief pause as her gaze met his. " who would you like me to be? " to her surprise, she enjoyed the presence of the male more than she probably should. but maybe that came with always being high around him, not that she cared enough to put too much thought into it. she was just a girl after all. sitting down on the couch, legs stretched out, she looked around the room. “ well, for one, we are at my job, ” serra then looked at him, leaning deeper into the couch more than she normally would. usually, she would perform for her clients and just in terms of dancing, but now she didn’t have to, per usual with matteo. " and two, i do have hobbies like the gym and spending money. " a bright smile appeared on her face.
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name: serra moğul. nickname(s): little red. age: twenty-eight. date of birth: april 20th. place of birth: rift valley, california. gender: cis woman. pronouns: she / her. sexual orientation: bisexual. career: stripper at the peach pitt, sugar baby. faceclaim: asena keskinci. hair color: red. hair style: usually found down past her shoulders in either a straight or wavy state. eye color: brown. height: five foot three inches. body modifications: ear and belly piercings, finger tattoos. distinguishing characteristics: freckles on her nose and cheeks.
ii. background & personality
before your baby brother came into the world, you were your parents' most precious treasure. after years of struggling, you came into the world wide-eyed and smiling, and you never heard the end of it.
the first nine years of your life were blissful. your parents spoiled you rotten, not only with material things but with love and affection. you surely had the best parents in the world, and no one could tell you otherwise. this reflected in your school as well: straight A's, which is something that you couldn't even think of trying to touch now.
that all changed when your brother was born. all the attention and love your parents once had for you turned to him. but you didn't mind, not at first anyway. you knew baby needed more care, and you decided to give them grace. but then nothing changed. he was starting to walk, and you were nothing more than an afterthought. your parents would go on and on about how they always wanted a boy and what could you have done. all the good grades, cleaning around the house without being told, barely got noticed. from then on, you decided that your parent's werent the best anymore.
you started acting out. hanging out with the wrong people, and they didn't care. and truthfully, it didn't matter. you were past apologies. but you had the greatest friend you could ever ask for, buffy, and that's all that you really needed.
so when she asked you to run away at the age of sixteen, you did so without asking any questions. you just packed a duffel bag of clothes, took some of your parents' money from the safe, took your car, and hit the road. you landed in los angeles, and it was magnificent. you could start a new life. well, once you figured out how to live. which didn't take long. you were practically taking care of yourself since the age of eleven anyhow.
you talked yourself into a bartender job at the age of sixteen. which was good money; it was enough to keep you fed, clothed, and clean. it didn't matter that you didn't have a place to call home cause your best friend was with you every step of the way. after getting your GED, you went to college. for marine life. you loved the water and the animals that called it home, so it made sense. however, college wasn't cheap, and the only way you got through five years of it was because you picked up stripping.
and man, did you love it. so much so that you still do it today. what other job could you go into, look pretty, and get all the attention that you deserve? you decided that this was the only job you could ever do. that was until your friend left to go back home. you would've gone with her, but you weren't ready to go back. so you stayed. met more people. loved, hated, and sometimes it was both at the same time. you got into coke then. at first it was just at parties. but then it was almost every week, then nearly every day. thousands went to this addiction; you never batted an eye. then you met him. a man that you gave yourself to for a high price. money. that's all you wanted. that's all that it was.
you knew that it was wrong. yet, you couldn't bring yourself to stop. so you went back to rift valley as well. with old habits hidden in hotel drawers and a phone call away.
iii. head-canons
a bottled redhead.
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