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Piper Aileen Lenox. Self taught artist. Member of NYC's Alphabet City. Rent OC. Both mun and muse are 18+
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i am a vegetable medley and god is sautéing me on medium high heat 

idk why everyone took me saying this as a bad thing… it translates to “i am becoming delicious” 

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CHARACTER FLAWS

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absent-minded / abusive / addicted / aimless / alcoholic / aloof / anxious / arrogant / audacious / has bad habits / big-mouthed / bigoted / blunt / bold / callous / childish / cruel / cursed / dependent / dishonest / disloyal / disturbed / dubious / egotistical / envious / erratic / fanatical / fickle / fierce / finicky / flirty / gluttonous / gruff / gullible / hedonistic / humorless / hypocritical / idiotic / ignorant / illiterate / immature / impatient / impious / impish / incompetent / indecisive / indifferent / infamous / intolerant / judgmental / lazy / lewd / liar / lustful / masochistic / meddlesome / meek / megalomaniac / naive / nosy / obsessive / oppressive / overambitious / overemotional / overprotective / overzealous / paranoid / peevish / perfectionist / pessimistic / phobic / rebellious / reckless / remorseless / rigorous / sadistic / sarcastic / skeptic / seducer / selfish / self-martyr / self-righteous / senile / shallow / smart ass / solemn / spineless / spiteful / spoiled / squeamish / stubborn / superstitious / tactless / temperamental / theatrical / timid / tongue-tied / unlucky / unpredictable / untrustworthy / vain / weak-willed / withdrawn

tagged: @dxspereaux tagging: whomever sees this and feels moved to complete it

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She knew him far too well. Amidst all his scattered thoughts and a busy schedule, between all the many racing thoughts he had about this new case and things he needed to do, she’s managed to not only catch his attention but successfully make him forget all those other things. His mind is blank and stupid and all he can do is keep looking back at her photo like an idiot.
[Text: Pretty Piper 🍊] You just…in bed is fine
[Text: Pretty Piper 🍊] You in general is fine
[Text: Pretty Piper 🍊] Perfect actually
[Text: Pretty Piper 🍊] Did you actually miss me? I didn’t mean to be distant, just got a lot going on
[Text: Pretty Piper 🍊] Like right now, I don’t currently know how to breathe and I have to reteach myself
[Text: Pretty Piper 🍊] You’re going to be the death of me one day
[Text: Pretty Piper 🍊] And I mean a very sexy sort of death

[Text: Babe 🕵🏻‍♂️💕] Aren’t you sweet? 

[Text: Babe 🕵🏻‍♂️💕] I did. I mean, I get it, I don’t blame you at all. But I have been missing you. 

[Text: Babe 🕵🏻‍♂️💕] And not just because I’m a horny piece of shit. Eating dinner by myself is the worst. I’ve had to start playing true crime podcasts while I eat because it’s too fucking quiet and they’re the closest thing I can get to having you at home. 

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Maybe that was a little bit too sappy for a sext, but it was true and she’d already sent it, so not much could be done at this point. Hopefully, it would come across as more sweet than pathetic. 

[Text: Babe 🕵🏻‍♂️💕] The only sexy kind of death is being burned at the stake by the church for witchcraft, babe.

[Text: Babe 🕵🏻‍♂️💕] And erotic asphyxiation, I guess.

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Strictly Business

With their foreheads touching, Jack caught a close glimpse of Piper’s eyes before dropping his gaze.  He was still preoccupied by what had happened at the office–annoyed that Piper’d had to deal with it, restless with wishing they could just quit hiding–and hearing that Piper disliked her job just made him feel worse.  “What do ya wanna do?” he asked quietly.  “Don’t worry ‘bout bills…I just want ya to be happy.”

Shoulders rise and fall in a half-hearted shrug in response to his question. Frankly, she felt guilty for even mentioning, especially given the events that had proceeded. He’d had a...less than ideal day, and telling him that she hated just everything about her job besides him probably wasn’t helping matters. 

“Have I ever shown you any of my art?” She was fairly certain she had, but she couldn’t be entirely sure. It was entirely possible that she just assumed he wouldn’t care and kept it to herself. “I...I want to do that. Professionally, I mean. To make art.”

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              ❝ Sometimes I just wanna run away, y’know? Running away is something I’ve thought about a lot in my life— I never had the courage, but maybe now’s the time. I don’t know, I thought things would be better after I was reunited with Paul, after I came down from Glasgow, but… I’m stuck in this shitty job, and it’s hard to make ends meet, and… I dunno. Maybe I’ll run off to New York or L.A., somewhere in America, somewhere fantastic. I just wish you could come with me.
              Piper’s expression is soft as she listens to James talk, her chin resting in the palm of her hand as her legs swung back and forth.  ❝ Running away doesn’t always solve a lot of problems, ❞ she advised lightly, not wanting to squash James’s dreams, but not wanting to delude him either. She’d done precisely what he wanted to do when she’d finally gotten old enough to make her own choices; ran away from her home and her parents and found some big city where she thought she’d belong
              And then she ended up in a dead-end job that always left her scrambling to pay rent by the end of the month. Running away had always seemed like such a viable solution, she remembered thinking the same things he was telling her now. That things would be so fantastic somewhere else. 
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              ❝ Don’t worry about me, though. If you want to go off somewhere, I promise I’ll be happy for you. I’ll miss you, of course, but it’s your life at the end of the day. ❞

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“… I mean, it could have been stomach bile. It’s been a while since I’ve fallen in that, but it happens. Really brings me back to my childhood, you know?” He gave her a lopsided smile, wrinkling his nose as he glanced down at the couch. Sure, he could plop down and pretend that they weren’t just talking about the substance currently on his pants, but something didn’t feel right about putting her through that. “I should probably, you know… change before I sit down. Can you grab me some ice while I find something that doesn’t take too much hand use to put on?”

Piper rolled her eyes good-naturedly at his comment, “Some childhood.” As if that needed saying...

She considered Morris’s point before bobbing her head in agreement. It probably was for the best that he didn’t sit down next to her while he was still covered in the subway’s mystery liquid. “Yeah, I can get ice,” she assured him, pushing herself up off of the cushions and rising her to feet, her attention now turned towards the little kitchenette. “You want food or anything? I’m no chef, but I can warm something up. Hot Pocket, Lean Cuisine, leftovers.” Shoulders rise and fall with a little shrug as she maneuvers her way around the coffee table towards the refrigerator to get Morris’s ice. 

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The sight of the hard cider brought a contented little smile to Zora’s face. A nice hard cider really could hit the spot when she was trying to be at ease. So she didn’t hesitate to take the drink from Piper’s hand.
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“It’s been an enjoyable time for sure. Made some friends that way, helped put my work out there. So I can’t complain at all about what’s it done for me.“ It was the reason why Zora was still willing to be out and about, just knowing that meeting up with new folks had its benefits.
“I think you should be able to find some people though. There’s folks doing all kinds of work.“

Unfortunately for Piper, the cooler seemed to be otherwise filled with Budweisers and Heinekens and whatever other shitty beer that the party’s host had been able to get for cheap. Godammit.

“I know. I’ve been meaning to, but I seem to end up meeting people who don’t do the same kinds of art as me. My friends are dancers and musicians and filmmakers, but I do more traditional types of two-dimensional art, so, there isn’t always the kind of artistic alignment that I’d hope for. I mean, not that we couldn’t come up with some sort of exhibition together with a bunch of different mediums, but you kind of get what I mean, right?” She picked up a green, glass bottle out of the cooler with a grimace and glanced around the immediate area for a bottle opener. When none appeared, Piper seemed to abandon her search and elected to instead pop the beer bottle’s cap off by bringing it down on the edge of the nearest tabletop. The force was more than enough to knock the cap loose and send the little piece of metal rocketing off somewhere else in the room. The redhead shrugs before bringing the bottle up to her lips.

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“Like, I love my friends and all the work they do, but I think I need to find a group where we all sort of speak the same language? Similar mediums or whatever.”

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