my russian barbie doll [•] trixya

forty-two [•] company is best

Trixie woke up from her nap from Netflix and crying with Katya, unknown to the fact of that she has a performance until Kim Chi called her. Still tired, Trixie rolled herself over the bed, coating her body with the soft blanket while reaching for her phone.

Trixie: This is tRixIe mAttEl speaking..

Kim: Trixie, you have a performance today, get ready girl!

Trixie: kIm? I thought Ginger was calling me- fine.

Trixie falls off the bed, swimming through the beige carpet reaching out to her wooden closet. She crouches and stands up, trying to balance her brain dead body from falling on the bed again.

" Hey Trix. " Katya said behind her.

" Don't call me that. " Trixie replied, shuffling her clothes to find an outfit.

" Don't tell me- "

" I'm tired Katya..I woke up like 5 minutes ago. "

" Sorry to disturb. " Katya sighed, leaning on the door frame.

Trixie looked at Katya, leaning. Her position was uncomfortable, her arms were sweaty and were slipping off of eachother.

" Don't break your back there, just- sit down on my bed. "

The sounds of clothing hangers filled the silenced air, Katya staring at Trixie just finding for a damn decent clothing piece.

" Why didn't Ginger call me? " Trixie talked.

Katya jumped on the bed, scratching her hair while she bit the edge of her finger in a nervous wreck. You see, Ginger was a weird...friend. Ever since she's been with Trixie she acted like she ate a spoonful of meth when she's around Katya. When she talks to Ginger sometimes she plans on killing Trixie or hell, even Katya. Whenever Trixie is left alone with Ginger she acts nice, even in the hospital situation she seemed to not post death threats at Trixie.

" Well..I'll tell you at the performance. "

A knock was heard outside, Trixie walking to it with an unfinished wig placement.

" Hey Trixie. " Kim said.

" Hi, sorry if I look like I just threw Shangela's fur coat on my head. I'm almost done anyway. "

" I'll wait outside. "

Kim closes the door, leaving Trixie to get finished with her Shangela Coat wig. Trixie was going to go outside until something touched her wrist.

" Can I go with you? " Katya asked.

Trixie nodded, opening the door to get to the club with Kim. They disappeared into the night sky, a chuckle was made.

" I won't let you take MY Katya. "

chapter 42 end