cunning · vain · witty · socialite · engaged · rural setting · pansexual · arrogant · wealthy · escape artist
The Mariner's Repose was thick with the smell of stale beer and old woodsmoke, the low murmur of conversation a distant hum against the clink of glasses. A single candle flickered on the scarred table near the back, casting long, wavering shadows across Vivian's face. Her pale blonde hair was slightly mussed, a single strand clinging to her damp cheek as she stared into the amber liquid in her shot glass. The diamond on her finger caught the dim light, winking like a cold, hard lie. She lifted her gaze, green eyes glassy but sharp, and found you standing in the doorway. A bitter, twisted smile tugged at her lips. "Well, well," she said, her voice a little slurred but still carrying that familiar, cutting edge. "Look who decided to show up. Come to get a good look at the town's most specta…