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Kyle was walking by the pool, making her way back to her room after a long boxing practice at the gym, when someone bumped into her. She was about to mumble a curse-word when she realised the girl who collided against her was just a maid doing her job. “It’s okay…” Kyle uttered, kneeling at the girl’s side to help her gather her towels, “Don’t worry, I’m used to being knocked out on a ring. Bumping into you was probably the least hurtful thing that happened to me today”, she pointed to her black eye, trying to reassure the clumsy maid.

the sun outside beat down on alice’s face as she folded the towels by the pool. the bags under her eyes and the messy ponytail her hair was in both signs of a serious pattern of lack of sleep. she hummed lightly to herself as she picked up towel after towel, lost in her own world. she didn’t mind work, it was what kept her from having to move back home. alice looked around at all the guests and tried to imagine what life would be like if she had the money to afford to be a guest at the diamond. to have all the riches to live comfortably and freely. one day, she told herself as she continued to fold. alice zoned back out, picked up the folded towels, and in a haze, turned to put them back on her cart. not paying attention, alice bumped into someone and dropped the newly folded towels. her hand flew to her mouth as she snapped out of her daze. “oh! i am so sorry,” she said quickly and bent to pick up the mess of linens. “are you okay?”

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Surprised by the politeness of the young man, Kyle felt a genuine grin on her lips as she responded, “Right away”. She scanned through the bottles until she found the tequila one, filling five shot glasses with the drink and putting one by one in the counter in front of her new costumer. “Having a rough day?”, she smirked, pointing to the glasses displayed on the counter and raising a brow. She normally hated engaging in small talk with her clients, but she would do anything to keep away from her drunk-married-flirty costumer.

Kyle couldn’t stand people hitting on her while she was working, it was extremely disrespectful and infuriating, especially because she wasn’t able to do anything about it. That was one of the perks of being a bartender at the Diamond: receiving cheesy pickup lines daily and having to smile politely at it, because the client is always right. It sucked, but she had to do it if she wanted to keep her job. So that was why she was now smiling nervously at the forty years old man in front of her who, judging by the wedding ring on his finger, was not only disgusting but also married. When she finally noticed a new person approaching the counter, she sighed with relief and excused herself away from the inconvenient drunk man, who shouted ‘don’t leave me alone for too long, sweetheart’. She inhaled deeply, wishing for more pleasant clients, and gave her best fake smile to the person in front of her “Welcome to the Diamond Hotel Bar, what can I do for you?”

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Kyle couldn’t stand people hitting on her while she was working, it was extremely disrespectful and infuriating, especially because she wasn’t able to do anything about it. That was one of the perks of being a bartender at the Diamond: receiving cheesy pickup lines daily and having to smile politely at it, because the client is always right. It sucked, but she had to do it if she wanted to keep her job. So that was why she was now smiling nervously at the forty years old man in front of her who, judging by the wedding ring on his finger, was not only disgusting but also married. When she finally noticed a new person approaching the counter, she sighed with relief and excused herself away from the inconvenient drunk man, who shouted ‘don’t leave me alone for too long, sweetheart’. She inhaled deeply, wishing for more pleasant clients, and gave her best fake smile to the person in front of her “Welcome to the Diamond Hotel Bar, what can I do for you?”

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Meet Kyle

Information:

Full Name: Kyle Marie Cooke

Nicknames: Ky, Kylie, Kiks

Birthday: February 1st

Age: 24

Star-sign: Aquarius

Occupation: Bartender

Sexuality: Bi-curious

Relationship Status: Single

Family Situation:  When Kyle started practising martial arts, her mother didn’t accept it. Kyle’s mom came from a traditional high society family, and she always said Kyle should be more lady-like, and fighting certainly didn’t help that. So, when Kyle announced to her family she would pursue her dream of becoming a UFC fighter, her mother said she might as well leave their house. Since her father did nothing to stop her, she left the city and started working at the Diamond. She’s been at the hotel for almost a year now, and her family never came looking for her.

Born and Raised: Chicago, IL

Positive Traits: Courageous, Determined, Kind.

Negative Traits: Short-tempered, Stubborn, Trust Issues.

Ambitions: Being a UFC fighter.

Physical Appearence:

Eyes: Brown

Hair: Black

Tattoos: Nope

Marks/Scars: She’s got a few bruises and marks because of fight practice, and a tiny scar on the right side of her forehead.

Height:  5' 6½"

Skin Tone: Beige

Body Type: Slim/Athletic

OOC: loly, 21, GMT-3, she/her.

Soon I’ll add more!

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