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-piper pip williams.

age: 29. birthday: July 22nd, 1993. pronouns: she/her. birthplace: california. occupation: server at little goat diner / photographer best traits: free-spirited. enthusiastic. decisive. worst traits: untrustworthy. overly emotional. unpredictable. sexuality: bisexual.

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                            Pip thought that her experience with the Voodoo Lockwood Springs Curse was ending up moving to exactly where Fox Lennox lived. But five months later, she saw another familiar face. Arguably a worse one than the curly haired guitarist because Oliver Lewis managed to tear down Piper William’s walls and never let even one layer of his down in return. She was supposed to be incognito in the club for Bunny, but the neon pink dress looked too cute to keep in the closet and as a result, she knew they saw one another the moment she entered. “Let me guess, Cali spat you out too?” she said to him, trying to keep a perky persona because technically, it never ended on bad terms. Technically. “I shoulda known you’d end up somewhere where you can see some tiddies for free.” she laughed, but the joke didn’t land and instead painted him like a creep. “Kidding, you’re like admirable or whatever it is you tell yourself.”

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“Oh yeah, she was the biggest nerd. You know I had to help her try and get with Franklin? I mean DJ.” Bunny shook her head quickly to correct herself. She couldn’t even remember if that was true but it sounded right. “Like who needs help trying to flirt with someone like Frank-J. The guy is a sap.” Bunny scoffed but she then smiled and tapped her friend’s hands in support and appreciation. Though, Pips questions made Bunny scowl again. Half in pondering but half because she didn’t actually want to fight with Elise any more than she already did. “Wait, if you’re doing this because you want to see me hate my sister, then you can like not.” she called Pip out sweetly. “I wouldn’t get mad, I’d just tell her she didn’t have the body for a stripper and she was making herself look stupid.”

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                            “Bun, I don’t know D.J and I’ve never seen Franklin but I’m guessing that’s a good insult?” Pip laughed but she’d heard everything about the Anderson’s she needed to know. Stay clear from all of them and the eldest one was definitely the weirdest. As soon as Bunny noted her desire for some drama, Pip held up her hand delicately to deflect. “Um excuse me, I’m doing you a favor. I don’t know who Vanessa is and I don’t even know your sister. I was just asking what would happen.” she stated, firm but flippantly. “But I get it, I literally can think of insults off the top of my head about Lucky. He looks like an animatronic from a failed Disney ride, he stinks of fresh weed even if he hasn’t smoked, he’s so tall that his head almost looks like it’s been stapled on and could kinda fall off if he tilts it too far to the side. But if anyone else said that, I’d rip their hair out and make them eat it.”

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i looked so much cuter in california 

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“I swear I could KILL him!” Callie screeches as she storms into the backroom of the dinner, letting the door slam behind her. She grabs her hostess apron, tying it around her waist aggressively as she spins towards Pip. “He LIKED her comment, Pip! Because he knows I saw it. So he fucking HEARTED IT!!!” She kicks the office chair in the back, sending it flying into the wall. “If you see him, do not serve him. He is not allowed here. One fight and he’s liking some bitch’s comment? What the FUCK!” Callie shoves her phone in PIp’s face so her friend can see the damage. There’s no coming back from this. She hopes she never sees Rigo’s face again. @pip-williams​

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                             Pip was hiding in the backroom because table 5 had asked her for a refill and she said they needed to replace the orange juice...barrel. She just wanted to check up on her socials but the peace was ruined quickly, startling her at first before Cala’s anger was completely validified. “Oh,  mm-m.” she shook her head, putting her phone away so she could dive into sister solidarity. “That’s fucked up. He’s doing it to make you look fucking stupid, Cala. This is what men do, they don’t understand the fucking principle of shit.” Pip was passionate enough for it to be confused as her own situation, instead of feeding into the delusions of Cala’s. It had been a week of that for Pip, actually. If she couldn’t make her girlfriends get better, she could make them get even. Or worse. “So, come over mine, we can say to DJ we got girl problems. I’ll take photos of you in some lingerie. You got nice sets? I know you do. You post them on the gram, I’ll get my brother to be the first to like it. He does everything I say. And then, after you know Rigo seen ‘em. You block him.”

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Bunny had never considered that DJ might be the one to blame all along, she didn’t exactly see how he could lure women in…he was so highly strung and well, the Franklin joke from High School had definitely stuck in her mind. “Oh my God, you’re right though. There’s no way Elise would like willingly be sexy, someone’s had to convince her.” Bunny was now speaking in absolutes, no doubt in her mind her sister was making extra cash at Restricted Access. “All I know is that her dance name is Star but some people call her Odie or something. Odin? Like the Thor dude?” Bunny was too enthralled now. “I wanna know what she’s doing with my sister because let’s be real, nobody thinks Elise is that fun to hang out with.”

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                            “Right? Girls just don’t suddenly start feeling themselves, especially if she was a nerd like you said.” Pip had never seen Elise, but she had an image of her head from the rare times Bunny told her stories. It wasn’t often though, but freckles and braces were quite vivid in Pip’s vision. “Say no more, Bunny. I got this.” Pip nodded, proudly sitting back to sip on her iced mocha. This was going to be good, and she secretly hoped Elise was a dancer now because Pip was running out of good T.V shows and she needed something exciting. “What would you do if she is? Like...apply and try and get her fired?” Pip was curious, just how serious would this drama be? “Oooh, or like, get mad and not wanna talk to her ever again?”

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“Uh it was easy. I started thinking how Elise must think, and like the only person I can think of that she talks to was DJ so I like grilled him and he ended up squeaking about some dancer.” Bunny reeled off her methods as if they were normal or sane behaviour, it certainly wasn’t sane but it was normal for her. “Right?” she gasped, convinced that her sister was going to become sexier than her all of a sudden. Not allowed. “Well, this is where I need you. Because I’m pretty sure Elise has talked to her about me, probably telling her I’m some raging bitch or something so you need to go in without me. I can chill outside or something.”

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                               Piper was invested, sipping her iced mocha loudly through the straw as she nodded, taking in every bit of information that Bunny gave her. She had a wild look behind her eyes, ready for whatever the plan was. “Damn, Bun. You’re good. So he’s like in on it? DJ hooks in the girls, this girl trains them?” she thought, waving a finger. That seemed like some bullshit. “Um? Hello? I was made for a strip club vibe, Bunny. Tell me what you know about her, she’ll be my new bfff for the night and I’ll be able to get you everything.” Pip kept promises for the most part, not heartfelt ones but gossip and drama based for sure. “What you wanna know? If Elise is hustling?”

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Just because she was meant to be working didn’t mean she was. Bunny abandoned the coffee machine to join Piper at a table, a manic look behind her eyes and gossip on the tip of her tongue. Bunny was allowed to have a best friend, obviously. It was just weird that Elise suddenly had one. “I couldn’t find her on instagram, but I found out she works at restricted access.” Bunny hushed, sliding into the seat opposite Pip. “So, I was thinking, we need to like plan a night there and see if Elise shows up. What if she’s a dancer now?” It could be possible, to pay for all the medical bills…but Pip didn’t need to know that. It wasn’t spoken about. “I swear to God, if my sister has become a stripper and I’ve not even had the chance to be one, I’m literally never talking to her again. This is what she does, Pip. She’s like…spotlight stealer.”

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                           What did you call two delusional bitches encouraging each other’s delusions? Piper and Bunny. It had been that way since they met in Cali, like platonic twin flames of the bitchy variety. Hell brought them together, for sure. So, Piper always listened to the tea nodding with both compassion and interest. “Damn, I tried looking for that Odessa chick everywhere online. You need a job at the FBI, Bun.” she laughed, already loving where this was going. Pip had never met Elise and Bunny never talked much about her home life but Pip figured it was because they were always partying or hungover. “You’re right, we need to get in there and see. Maybe this Odessa teaches her how to hustle? But didn’t you say she was like a prude or something? Why would she suddenly wanna dance? Just to spite you? That’s crazy...”

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“I’ll send him a text and see where he’s at. I don’t really want to wander around if there’s a murder dude hanging out in here, you know?” Lucky wasn’t the sharpest crayon in the box but he knew better than to separate himself from the crowd when there’s someone picking off loners. Well, possibly. They didn’t really know what was going on there. “Really scary, but I mean that’s really nice of you to care so much.” Lucky shuddered at her animation of how the dude went out. He handed over his extra hoodie and the snack bag. For a short moment he thought Pip was actually interested in the comic book but the glazed over look told him all he needed to know. He lost her at the title of the series. “I mean he isn’t human? He doesn’t really have a mouth and has red eyes with black paint around them.” Lucky shrugged. “He’s super ripped though, so that’s cool.” He drummed his fingers against his leg for a second. “Oh, I am going to talk to my friend Ecrin and maybe see if I can buy the comic shop.”

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                              Pip hadn’t considered the possibility that the murderer was still wandering the school, and she gasped loudly as soon as Lucky mentioned it. “You mean they haven’t caught him!? What the fuck do we even pay our taxes for?” she said in shock, glancing around the room where her outburst had made a few people open their eyes. She took no notice and was more concerned with pulling her brother’s hoodie over her frame. “Obviously I care, he’s your dad. I’m not like...evil.” she shrugged, getting some blankets to wrap around herself. Disappointed that she couldn’t really thirst over the superhero...or villain...or side character? What was it Lucky said he was? Anyways, disappointed that she couldn’t thirst over him, Pip pouted and slumped her shoulders. “Like an alien? I mean, some aliens are kinda hot. Venom is hot, is that his name? The thing that looks like tar gloop?” she had to blink after the last part, before she laughed happily. “Wait you’re being serious? You wanna own it?”

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“Pip, the only way I’m crying about a rugged old biker is if I was left an estate and I needed to be convincing.” Bunny replied without missing a beat. “Do not bring DiCaprio into this.” she then warned her friend harshly and sighed. Bunny was more concerned about getting her phone back from the gigantic Sheriff, but she already had a plan. “Are you gonna help me or are you expecting me to do like a mission impossible thing by myself?” she nudged her elbow sharply against Pip’s and couldn’t contain the laughter about her apparent sadness. Until she realized her friend was actually being serious, and Bunny had to feign some sort of concern. “Yeah, you seem super torn up about it. How are you gonna get through it?”

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                             “You know that makes you like sociopathic, right?” Pip judged Bunny with her eyes quickly, as if she had any clearing to make such a statement. Piper soon sighed and rolled her eyes, shaking her head to her friend’s request. “Absolutely not. It’s basically like being arrested already having to sit in this school all weekend, so I’m not risking it. Go and bat your lashes at Lucky and get him to do it. He can’t say no to you.” she laughed. “Mm, Bunny, all I wanted was a little sympathy and you’ve turned into like some Ted Talk shit. Can’t you just give me a hug and say sorry for my loss like a normal person?”

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“Oh my God, tell me.” Bunny exclaimed, scurrying as quickly as her platform Demonia boots could let her move. “Killed, yeah.” she nodded as Pip did the little hand movement, words almost sound as if it was no big deal. Truthfully, she hated it when things were slow to the juicy details. By the way Pip was acting, Bunny was expecting there to be a big reveal. She soon learned that was not the case, and her expression was freeze framed into an expecting…underwhelmed smile. “Pip, he was like eighty years old.” Was her best friend being for real? Or was Bunny blind, and had not scouted a hottie? Nope…still nothing. “I tweeted about it and the Sheriff took my phone. Which is like…he needs a warrant to do that, right? We’re not actually in high school. Wait, are you actually crying?”

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                            Piper blinked a few times, expecting Bunny to feel the weight of the loss as much as she did. Sure, the biker muttered three words to her for the first time a few weeks back but still. “There is no way you’re that heartless, Bun.” she scolded her friend, miraculously her tears dried up completely in the process. “He was hot, and you even said he looked a little bit like Leo.” DiCaprio, mentioned as if he was a contact in Pip’s phone. “Yeah, no. That’s not okay, that’s like a violation of your rights." Pip had recovered completely from her previous grief, shaking her head in disapproval as if nothing had happened. “I was because I’m not a cold bitch but you don’t care about me being upset, obviously.”

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“I, uh, I don’t know. I haven’t seen him since all the, you know, stuff happened.” He sat back up, mildly sad he wasn’t going to be able to go back to sleep. Maybe he should try to find his dad and check on him. Was that weird? Lucky never met the guy and he was kind of surprised Pip knew him. Then again, his sister was always way more extraverted than he was. Lucky was awkward until he got to know someone. “Where did you meet him? I’m sure he was cool, do you think they caught who did it yet?” Being from Long Beach, he was kind of immune to hearing about murders but this was the first time it happened while he was in the same building. “Do you want my extra hoodie?” He reached into his bag and handed over his half eaten bag of takis to offer as well. “Oh shit, okay, well um, I’ve been reading this one called Dream Master and it’s about this paladin who protects us from nightmares when we sleep and makes sure we wake up. It’s cool, he can like, control dreams and stuff kind of like Sandman.” 

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                              “Damn. Maybe we should like...check in?” Piper didn’t sound as sad now, but added a sniff after she spoke so it wasn’t as obvious. She wondered why Lucky assumed she knew the biker, and blinked a few times. “I can be sad for someone I don’t know.” she defended herself, touching her chest faintly as if she clutched an invisible set of pearls. “All I know is he went out in a real bad way.” she once again gave a mimic of a throat slice, adding in a dramatic eye roll as her tongue flopped from her mouth. “Kinda weird if the person who did it is still here. Actually, that’s fucking scary.” Pip continued, dropping her mini puppet show and getting comfortable on her brother’s bed. The hoodie offer made her nod with a childish pout. Lucky’s hoodies were the best, and as much as she loved Bunny, she 100% demaded them back when they broke up. Pip tried to be a supportive sister, even as she listened about the comic book and it being written all over her face that she didn’t understand a word. “Oh...cool.” she forced a sweet voice, blinking a few times. “Is he hot?”

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                              “Do you think Blaze is gonna be okay?” Pip sniffled, dramatically landing in front of her brother and throwing herself onto his cot before he had the chance to lay down. “His nickname was Kamikaze, did you know that? Like he must’ve been such a good friend to get a nickname like that.” she sniffed once more, as if she was rolling through the emotions of actually knowing the late and great Felix. “And I’m cold and hungry.” she added, because ultimately that was more important. “I can’t sleep, talk to me about your weird comics. Or like...well not too much. Just until I get bored.”

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                              “I just heard the saddest news. Come here.” Piper grabbed her friend by the arm, pulling Bunny towards her so their conversation could be in secret. She was good at eavesdropping, and she was proud of it too. A few tears were obvious in her eyes, along with the soft croak in her voice. “You know the guy that got-” Piper used her hand to motion a slice across her neck. “I just heard that he was...” she fought back the tears a little, dabbing her eyes with her knuckle to stop the flow. “He was the really hot one, Bunny. That we saw at The Phoenix the other week, with all the tattoos. I just I mean...I can’t even believe it. You know the one I mean? Who said ‘excuse me, miss’ in that real deep voice? Him.”