When You're Evil [Rx]
Posted: Posted August 2nd, 2016 by Lottie Cavalcante
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A record player filled the oversized bedroom with a muddled cacophony of, what could only be described as noise. What was once the beautiful melody of a violin, the graceful consonance that it maintained with the piano had quickly turned into a grotesque screech. It wouldn’t be the first time that Lottie had to repurchase this record; it just contained so many of her favorite songs. She couldn’t resist playing the record until she could no longer recognize what she was hearing. There was no lighting within her room except for the soft light coming from the vanity she sat in front of. With careful precision, Lottie lined her eyes, colored her full lips with a blood red paint. The corners of her mouth were slightly upturned in an almost psychotic smile; the strange sounds coming from the record player did nothing to take away from this appearance. If you listened closely, you could even hear Lottie humming softly to herself.
Why was she happy? Why, Lottie was doing one of her most favorite activities in this whole, wide, wicked world: hosting a dinner party. Though, the guests to this dinner party were less than favorable. Lottie had planned this one for her lovely brother, Sylvester. The guest list contained many important associates of his, all of them stemming from that damned, disgusting Mafia. Knowing her displeasure for the filth that her family was correlated with, it might come as a surprise to Sylvester how happy and satisfied Lottie seemed to be about the night ahead of them.
But what had something planned for the night. Something that would surely be the talk of the town.
Lottie placed her dress over her thin frame. It was a shapeless, floor length gown, completed covered in expensive beading. The gold, sheer beaded material rested gently over the pastel pink chiffon that laid underneath in. She examined her hair to make sure her finger waves were in all the right places, her neck and arms covered in gold jewelry. For her finishing touch, she placed a small, light pink rose bud behind her left ear.
Coming down the stairs, she could see that her brother was already being overwhelmed by the amount of guests that had arrived. Looking towards the door, Lottie could see the late comers slowly handing their coats to the servants, grabbing a glass of illegal moonshine from silver platters. They locked eyes for a few moments: his stern jaw whispered calm and collected, his eyes screamed “Get these annoying people away from me.” With a soft smile and a wave of the hand, Lottie went in the completely opposite direction. She wasn’t drunk enough to be able to entertain these people yet. Grabbing a drink for herself, she gracefully walked around the ballroom, shaking hands and kissing cheeks as needed.
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