She/Her
36
June 23
Bisexual
"Influencer"
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Beatrix Nash
I Can Quit Whenever I Want [M, O]
POSTED ON Jul 11, 2023 22:13:04 GMT
"Who, me? Well, Frank..."
Beatrix paused, taking a long, long sip of her drink. Had she been here before? Difficult question. Had she been to this bar before? Yes, every single day for the past week without fail, and several times before that. Which, of course, was not a good look. She couldn't say that! But, really, what was a first time? When you really got down to it, what did that even mean? If you really got right down to it, did it even mean anything at all? It was all just words, words words words, and she wasn't about words, she was all about action! Action, action, action! Words didn't mean anything!
Of course, none of that actually meant anything at all when you actually got down to it. Still, no matter how worthless that line of thought was, it was apparently worth something to Beatrix. So, finally finishing her seconds-long sip, she would place her glass down and answer.
"Yeah, I've been here once or twice." She shrugged. And that was technically the truth! She had only been to this specific bar once before, so she wasn't lying, and she didn't seem like a drunken tool with no prospects! "It's not my usual spot, but you know how it is. Variety is the spice of life and shit. Gotta mix it up, right?"
Perfect. Truly, she was a master of technically-the-truthsaying. They should get her ass into one of those sick government spy agencies. She'd totally rock that shit to the moon...
"...Oh, right. Name's Beatrix. Beatrix Nash." A smug smile slipped onto her lips as she leaned back, as though to give the man a better view of her. "You might've heard of me."
Because of course, if there was anybody who would hear about an E-Tier fourth-rate past-their-prime variety influencer, it would be this maybe complete stranger who she'd probably never seen before in her entire life.
Frank Caffey
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