MissPenny
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A cool breeze swept bits of litter along the streets of downtown Los Angeles as the sun began to set, resulting in a pink and orange hued horizon. A few misplaced tourists still roamed the cracked sidewalks in search of one last 'Kodak moment' before the true night life took off. Among the vacationing families, street bums, and well-to-do citizens was Katrina Parker. In her snug skinnies and off the shoulder sweater she weaved her way around small clusters and city trash cans, keeping a tight grip on the navy clutch in her left hand. Her place of occupation wasn't exactly enclosed by the safest of areas, after all. She walked the same route everyday; four blocks from her apartment to The Castle, across the street for an extremely late dinner after the club had closed, and back up the four blocks to 'home sweet home', as usual.
The bottom of her Toms made soft, padding sounds against the concrete as she passed the off-brand pharmaceutical shop, as usual, and made a left into the next alley. This marked the employee entrance to the club, with a metal door towards the middle of the molded walkway outfitted with a fairly high-tech card reader. From the outside, this was perhaps the only sign that something much more posh and lavish lay within the dilapidated walls. Kat pulled her employee I.D. from her pocket, quickly passing it in front of the little green light and awaiting the affirmative 'ding' before slipping through the door.
The smell of perfume with a twinge of alcohol and maybe a splash of cigar smoke filled her lungs as she stepped inside, as usual. She stood in a plush dressing room decorated in crimson and gold. The carpet felt comfortingly familiar under her feet as she strode over to one of the five makeup tables surrounding the walls. Each countertop was complete with a velvet stool and full sized mirror held by an elegant, golden, picture frame. Near the top of every mirror was a title written in flawless cursive; Belle, Mulan, Snow White, The Evil Queen, and Ariel.
Katrina took a seat on the stool in front of her counter; Belle. Her brown eyes locked onto themselves in the mirror and she gave a slight smile. She was the first one to arrive, as usual. Another night of work. Another night of dancing. Another night of what the past had proved to result in interesting events. Though some looked down on what she did, Kat didn't mind the job. It was steady pay and if she happened to have a little fun along the way, well...so be it.
"Welcome to The Castle..." She murmured to herself, a grin playing at her lips.
The bottom of her Toms made soft, padding sounds against the concrete as she passed the off-brand pharmaceutical shop, as usual, and made a left into the next alley. This marked the employee entrance to the club, with a metal door towards the middle of the molded walkway outfitted with a fairly high-tech card reader. From the outside, this was perhaps the only sign that something much more posh and lavish lay within the dilapidated walls. Kat pulled her employee I.D. from her pocket, quickly passing it in front of the little green light and awaiting the affirmative 'ding' before slipping through the door.
The smell of perfume with a twinge of alcohol and maybe a splash of cigar smoke filled her lungs as she stepped inside, as usual. She stood in a plush dressing room decorated in crimson and gold. The carpet felt comfortingly familiar under her feet as she strode over to one of the five makeup tables surrounding the walls. Each countertop was complete with a velvet stool and full sized mirror held by an elegant, golden, picture frame. Near the top of every mirror was a title written in flawless cursive; Belle, Mulan, Snow White, The Evil Queen, and Ariel.
Katrina took a seat on the stool in front of her counter; Belle. Her brown eyes locked onto themselves in the mirror and she gave a slight smile. She was the first one to arrive, as usual. Another night of work. Another night of dancing. Another night of what the past had proved to result in interesting events. Though some looked down on what she did, Kat didn't mind the job. It was steady pay and if she happened to have a little fun along the way, well...so be it.
"Welcome to The Castle..." She murmured to herself, a grin playing at her lips.
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