Pheno-barbie-doll | Trixya

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Katya arrived at the club and took a seat at the bar. "hit me" she said as she was eyeing potential "customers" for tonight.
"Coming right up Kiki" Pearl, the bartender, said as she poured katya two vodka shots
"Ugh will you stop calling me that" katya downed the shots in a breath
"Alright I'll call you hooker then" Pearl handed the usually black haired girl another two and smiled looking at her down them too
"Calling me what I am, seems appropriate." katya laughed. She didn't necessarily consider herself a hooker, though she sure did just that.
A fancy cocktail glass slid to Katya's side catching her attention.
"What the hell Pearl?"
"Calm down kat, it's from her" pearl pointed at the blonde three seats away from them.
Katya's eyes widened when she saw her. Trixie. The blonde moved right next to her. Katya used to panic when people she knew from her "main life" saw her like this, but weirdly enough she was turned on by trixie seeing her at her sexiest.
"Are you following me Barbie" katya laughed and slowly took a sip of her drink, leaning on the bar and keeping eye contact with trixie while she did so
"Barbie?" trixie scoffed. She didn't get this comparison before it seems
"Yeah. Also you don't seem the type to go to bars on a week night"
"You'd be surprised of how wrong you are" trixie faked an offended look. katya wanted to ask more but decided better not to as she was halfway gone already
"Pearl, can I get a drink for Barbie over here" pearl  nodded and went to make a pink drink for the pink barbie
"Oh thanks but I don't drink"
"Alright, I respect that. To you!" Katya said as she raised the drink from trixie and downed it. "You look amazing by the way" she was right, trixie was just gorgeous, she wore a short light pink dress that was hugging her curves which katya couldn't peel her eyes off of, her makeup was more intense than earlier in the day and her hair was styled half up half down.
"Thanks. So do you" trixie's eyes lit up and looked deeply at Katya's blue sparkly ones.
"Are you waiting for someone? I can't imagine you going this glam for a night of drinking alone" trixie chuckled leaning back
"Um, kinda but no. It's complicated." katya grew impatient, it was questions like these that made her stop talking to people altogether, she grew tired of people butting their way into her private matters.
"Ok then, miss complicated, keep your secrets" trixie laughed loudly, grabbing onto Katya's arm. Katya felt electric shocks go through her. Why did she feel this way, she was used to being touched. What was different about trixie. She went quiet and had another shot, clearing her throat slightly from the burning.
"Oh I'm sorry, I can get a little handsy sometimes
I didn't mean to. I'm seriously sorry"
"You're cute when you talk a lot" Katya wasn't thinking at this point, just blurting out whatever the alcohol let live in her brain rent free. Pearl intervened with a pointed cough, seeing as trixie was a little surprised. Katya fortunately got the message "What's up with the store by the way, you don't look like someone who's dream job is to be surrounded by dust"
"Well I guess we do things we don't necessarily like for money" Katya's unhinged brain became speechless. That exact phrase is word by word what she tells herself on a daily basis. 'what were the chances' she thought.
"You, my dear, are oh so very right" katya looked sideways for a split second 'only if you'd know'
"Trixie"
"Yeah"
"Can I have your number" pearl coughed very hard at this fried brain action coming from her friend
"Sure" trixie smiled as she typed her number on Katya's phone 'wait what? Did I just do what?' Katya's two remaining brain cells popped a champagne bottle at their success
"I gotta go now, don't forget to text me" trixie got up from her seat and touched Katya's hand as goodbye. Katya felt the electricity again.

A man sat on the seat trixie was in previously, his hand on Katya's leg "Hello beautiful" he said brushing his hand up.
"Hi there mister, looking for some fun?" she bit her lip and lead him to the back door.
Half an hour later she felt terrible and looked a mess but was richer by $200

"Katya, please call it quits for tonight and go home, I'll call you a cab" Pearl pleaded her, they built a friendship from the time katya started going there. Pearl had a lot of admiration for Katya's determination and confidence, but was also aware that when in contact with alcohol, she will lose her rigidly built facade and can go too far for her own good.
"I think I will, this fucking wig is itching me. Bye pearly"