i’m perched up on the crumbling brick wall which wraps around an old abandoned building, my thin legs swinging playfully as i feel the bubble from my bubblegum pop on my lips. i pout slightly, going back to try and blow another bubble as my attention peaks at a figure across the street. i had grown up in this city, knowing it and the people in it, especially people who looked like they were up to no good. i hop down from the wall, feeling my feel crunch against the rocks as i shove my hands in the pockets of my sweatshirt, ducking my head down a bit as i watch the interaction in front of me happen. in front of me stands a young person, same age as myself look-wise. something seems off though as i frown, seeing as they duck their head into the car which is double parked and blocking some of the traffic. people beep and grumble under their breaths of the asshole who decided to pull over to pick up a hooker. however, i feel my skin start to prick up at what’s playing out in front of me. the man in the car is trouble, and i know from experience, having several of my friends who had turned to prostitution to try and pay the bills. as rumors went around about a man who enjoyed to “rough up” his guests, i knew immediately what was happening. i step forward, grabbing at the person’s arm who is leaning into the car as i give the biggest grin i can muster, tilting my head. “hey! i was lookin for ya! i was just waitin across the street for us to get lunch together...oh whos this”, i ask innocently, tilting my head at the obviously aggravated man in the car. i shrug off his stare, leaning against his car. “welp! thanks for keepin my friend company, c’mon i’m hungry”, i groan, tugging at their arm as i get them out of the shitty situation. as soon as the coast is clear, i drop their hand, turning and rocking on my heels. “sorry ‘bout that! i can smell trouble from a mile away from men like that. i gotta look out for people ya know”, i give a toothy grin, putting my hand out. “the names juliet but my friends call me jules. pleased to meet ya!”

(hello! the idea of this roleplay is supposed to be a sort of street worker/thief sort of roles. we can talk about our characters and how they survive, but i can go over jules’s character real quick! she’s 18 years old, standing at around 5 foot 2 and has shoulder length dirty blonde hair which is constantly ruffled and out of place. she has wide brown eyes which scrunch up with her wide grins which she gives often. she had a rough childhood which we will get to later, but she was picked up by a group of child thieves which is run by a “boss” of sorts. she lives in her own apartment but works for the underground group to pay her rent. she steals from tourist around the city from mostly doing small jobs. i was hoping for your character to be the person who jules ran into! they work as a prostitute after getting kicked out from their parents house. i was hoping that their personality would be more introverted and shy compared to jules who ends up taking your character under her wing and it goes from there! we can talk more about the roleplay if you’re interested! i’d like to stick to roleplaying on here but if we mesh well i’m open to going on different platforms. thank you for reading this and have a great day :) )