lovelylight | Into the woods to mind the wolf, to heed the witch.

The studio apartment she's found for such a steal of a price is crappier even than Lexi could have imagined it to be. Which makes sense, given that the building appears situated in the less wealthy section of town. It ought to depress her, but instead, Lexi finds herself delighted by the process of reinventing the space into her own. She spends most of the day cleaning and restoring the parts that need to be restored. She only gets around to moving her stuff in and unpacking by the middle of the afternoon. She's covered in sweat, dressed as she is in her corset and fishnets. She laughs to herself as she catches sight of herself in the mirror. She is the very definition of hot damn mess.

She gives up for a bit when she loads her box of dolls and Beanie Babies into the corner. She still has to sort and organize them, and that is going to take ages. And Lexi, with her current bout of inspiration, doesn't have ages. She has the strongest desire for iced tea and something sweet. Preferably something minty and sweet.

So she abandons her moving project in favor of seeking out refreshment from what seems to be the place to be in town: The Quill. It doesn't take her long to get there, even as people occasionally block her path, turning to gawk at her state of dress. It doesn't bother her in the least. She always does enjoy making people stare, anyway.

After this, she promises herself as she pushes through the doors of the Quill, she will text Rian, and even Wren. They still have no idea that she's arrived, after all.

She grins at that prospect, making her way over to the counter to place her order.

[OOC: Open to all! Lexi's first post. Find her at the Quill; she's very much a people person, so she will be delighted to say hello. Feel free to recognize her if your pup is an Enfants fan. :3]

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Lexi is quite lost in thought at her table in the Quill. Memories, of concerts and after parties, of shared drinks, drugs, and bodies, and all the consequences that came with such a lifestyle. She smiles to herself. Debauchery having been so much a part of herself for so long, she does rather miss it, all things considered. She's given up on the drug use, mostly. She still smokes pot and tobacco, and she still drinks. But in her time away from Enfants, she's managed to mostly get her life together. Mostly.

She nearly starts when Lily joins her at the table, but once she recognizes her friend, her eyes light up and she tosses her head back in delighted laughter.

"Why didn't you? I'm sure my arrival could have garnered you quite the fortune," she replies with a smirk around her drink. "Yes, where is that camera of yours, anyway? 'Quaint little hell?' Mind if I borrow that for my album? It has such a nice ring to it."

"But to actually answer your question, I just kind of meandered over here. It's just fate or destiny or some shit that they're already here," she tells her with a knowing smile.

"It's all yours, please, with my condolences." Sipping at her own drink, she regarded Lily for a moment. She was a little older, they all were, time being the bastard it was, but she seemed pretty together. Fucking miracle, she supposed. Of course she didn't remember reading anything about rehab stints so maybe she was a leg up on Lily. Or just had better luck hiding from the press.

"This place reeks of hipster hippies. Which I'm not entirely against, but they don't have to be so damn cheery about it all the time."

"Wonderful," Lexi says, in between sips of her drink. She watches Lily, thinks of how wild and crazy all of their lives had been back when they all knew each other in a haze of partying and drugs. Lexi never really stopped any of that so much as she simply cut back. She drinks and smokes still, but she doesn't do hard drugs anymore. Lexi might appear flighty and prone to the lifestyle at first glance, but she's stronger than most people give her credit for.

"Hipster hippies," she snorts, shaking her head. "Yeah, it's definitely one of those towns."

"Oh, well, it's only for a year." That was her mantra. Stay a year, prove whatever fucking point Mama was looking for, and go back to New York. Or out to stay with her father depending on how he's doing. She knew he needed at least one other surgery, but that was going to be later in the year after the immediate danger had passed.

"Are you here to stay, then? Or just passing through to look after the boys?"

"Only for a year, huh?" Lexi arches an eyebrow at that. She knows too well feeling trapped when settling in one place too long; she can understand Lily's determination to serve her sentence and move on. "How come a year?" She wonders what could keep Lily in a place she doesn't necessarily want to be.

"Looking after the boys, of course," she replies with a grin. "Whether I stay for good, well. That remains to be seen."

"Mama laid down some ground rules. Shit happened and money's tight, so she's taking advantage. I've essentially been grounded like a fucking child." Tapping her finger on the table, Lily forced down the endless wave of rage and frustration she felt. Here she was, a grown ass adult, living at her mother's whims because she loved her father too much to let him down.

Fuck her straight to whatever hell sirens went to.

"But so long as people like you and the boys are around, I guess it won't be all that bad. What are you up to the rest of the day?"

"Jesus," Lexi says, shaking her head. "That fucking blows. Anything I can do to help you out?" Lily's an old friend, from back on the scene. She can only imagine how stifled she must feel to live by someone else's rules.

"I didn't have any plans," Lexi says. "How about you?"

"Distract me. Please. I feel like I'm going to break out in a case of cardigans and sensible shoes any moment." As much as she'd like to ask Lexi for help, the last thing she'd do is put Lexi in her Mama's sights. Lily hadn't been born yesterday, she knew Mama had just been waiting for her to fuck up so she could swoop in and take over and take over she had. If Lily found wiggle-room now, she didn't want to find out how her mother would react.

Into the woods to mind the wolf, to heed the witch.

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