Look at you trying to wine and dine me before you cuff and fuck me, I’m impressed.
Oh yeah? Care to share what you had in mind with the class?
You trouble making mother fucker…
Go put on something and let me take you to dinner and a movie tonight, then we’ll see what happens after I romanced your pretty ass a little.
I just always thought I’d be a comedian. It was way more important to be funny or honest than to look a certain way
I bet you dressed up for Vince, but you won’t dress up for me. How rude…
It wasn’t me I was picturing in it.
You would like that, you’re such a fucking whore. But it depends, who is wearing the costume: you or me?
That isn’t an idea you wanna put in my head, Drey…
Audrey Davenport is the sweet, young, and sophisticated daughter to one of New York’s elite families. The Davenport family is old money, making a fortune off of oil for decades now. But while many would envy the lavish lifestyle she lived full of diamonds, nice homes, and expensive clothing, Audrey detested it. Her family was snobbish, entitled, and she thought they way that they lived was frivolous and over the top, especially when not that far from them there were people barely making any money to support themselves even though they worked long hours in the factories. Her opposing views made her the outcast and the black sheep of her family. She never could fit into the expensive lifestyle that they lived. The glamorous parties she was forced to attend bored her and often times, she snuck away the first chance that she got. Audrey was a curious young woman and she knew that their had to be life worth living outside of the materialistic one that she was raised in.
Which is why it wasn’t too uncommon for the youngest Davenport child to sneak out of her home in the middle of the night and run off to the other side of her town dipping in out of the various clubs and bars that were full of people and loud music. The people there felt real and the energy that surrounded these places felt more intoxicating then the liquor she was consuming, Audrey had never felt more alive in her life. In those moments, she was no longer Audrey Davenport, socialite and youngest heir to an oil fortune. She was simply Audrey, “the dainty but spunky little lass” (as many of the patrons called her) who couldn’t hold her liquor.
Of course that was a facade that was only temporary and quickly vanished away just as the sun began to peak through the sky and she had to rush back across town to make it home before her parents woke up. While it was all just a fantasy, she couldn’t help but imagine what life would be like if this was a permanent thing.
Those thoughts especially began to loom in her head more often when she met a handsome, Irish immigrant by the name of Patrick Magillicutty one night. Sparks between them ignited the moment that they laid eyes on one another. But despite her obvious attraction to him, she knew that just like the late night life she was living, her romanticized ideas of what could be would never go anywhere. For one, she was set to marry an older doctor that her family had set her up with and two, there was no way in the world that her family would accept their only daughter to run off with an immigrant who was barely getting by in life on the bare minimum in which he was getting paid. Plus, Patrick had no idea of the life she lived in upper New York and she wasn’t too sure if she wanted to risk him looking at her any differently than the way he currently was if her secret was revealed.