MILLION DOLLAR HOUSES - - TRAVIS

[FLICK ROXANA VALERIOUS]

Party? That's whats going on later. Flick was stuck at the tattoo shop, bent over someone's neck and carefully dragging the needle across their skin, injecting colors of bright red and orange. It took her five minutes to finish up the person's feather and start cleaning up, she put her gun away and stood up, taking off her gloves and gave them instructions on how to take care of it. She let the shop manager help her clean up her spot as she pulled out her phone, looking down at the flashing text from her older brother. "Grab bud and beer...and whatever you fucking want. Party at our place." Great, she was going to come home to chaos. "HEY, does anyone have something sexy for me to wear?" She called out through the tattoo shop.

If you ever saw Flick comfortable with someone other than her brother, it would be the people she worked with. They knew how she was and put up with her and for that she tried to be nice. "Yeah, hold on why?" Ana, the other artist and owner of the shop asked. "Brother is having a party at my house, need something hott." She answered as she started locking shit up and putting money into her wallet. "Ohh,I got something just for you then bitch" Her friend replied as she disappeared into the upstairs part of the tattoo shop where she lived. Must be convient to live there. "HEY NOTHING TOO HOTT" She yelled, Ana was kinda like Kat Von D, wearing the revealing clothing, covered in tattoos and Flick was just Flick. She came back down and handed Flick a black strapeless dress that probably stopped mid thigh and showed the tattoo on her arm, thigh highs with white bows and these huge heels. She looked at Ana and shook her head. " Put it on!" She sighed and grabbed them from her, disappearing into the back room and pulling them on. She ran a hand through her red hair and sighed as she looked down and then stepped out. "Good, now you're hot" Ana clapped her hands together and then threw Flick her purse and her phone. "Have fun, I'll close up." Flick smiled and looked at the clock, she was suppose to close up. "Alright thanks." She said as she waved at them and then walked out of the shop and towards the liquor store, where she brought enough alcohol to fuel the party. Thank god she got paid. Loading that into the back of her car, she drove down to the one place where she knew she could get her weed and paid for it, grabbing the bags and putting them into her purse.

She was done and ready to leave as she got into her car and again and headed towards her place. She kept driving, checking her phone for a text message for her brother after she sent that she had gotten everything he needed. The house was already alive when she pulled into her driveway and locked the car doors and grabbed the alcohol, walking up the front steps and pushing open the already partially opened door. The music was loud and the bass was shaking the house as people crowded her and grabbed the alcohol from her hands. "HEY EVERYONE WAIT TILL I GET TO THE TABLE." She yelled loudly as they moved away and placed everything on the table, grabbing the bottle of whiskey and green apple smirnoff for herself and walked off into the hallway, where her room was and walked in, throwing her bag onto her bed and locking the door so she could recollect herself and bring out all the well, supplies that would go with the weed she brought and placed them on another table. If some drunk broke her bowl she would probably kill them. She quickly opened one of the baggies and put some in the bowl, smoking up her room and then taking everything outside again. Now she was ready.

Then she walked off to search for her brother as she took sips from the whiskey bottle and finally found him chatting up some girl. "Jacky!" She yelled as her brother turned and looked at her. " You brought the stuff?" She nodded her head and grinned at her, taking another sip of alcohol, well....drinking most of the bottle with one gulp. "Getting hammered tonight Flick?" He asked, as she nodded and walked off, trying to get into the party. God, how much she hated people and how being high and alcohol clouded her judgement and made her a bit nicer, even though once the alcohol started to affect her system, she'd be ever meaner than before and a tease. That was the problem. She was a complete tease when drunk. None really knew about how Flick was because only a few people who knew her saw her this way. Great, someone was probably going to see her out of her mind tonight.

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