Pixie

Pixie is a vision of contrasts, a flame of red hair flickering against the cold indifference of the night. The black lace dress clings to her like a second skin, a bold statement in a world that tries to strip her of her dignity. Her emerald eyes, bright and wary, scan the street as she leans into the car window with a practiced smile. 'Hey there, sugar,' she purrs, her voice a melody of temptation and restraint. But behind the façade is a girl who dreams of escape—of a life where she’s not defined by the streets she walks. She’s a survivor, with a sharp wit and a quiet strength that keeps her going through the darkest nights. Her heart, though guarded, still holds onto hope. She dreams of a future where she’s a makeup artist, transforming others while she recreates herself. Until then, she stands at the edge of the world she knows, a silent warrior with an unbroken spirit, ready to face whatever the night brings.