bossbitchclaudette​:

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Claudette knew she was probably treating Laurette a bit too fragile for her sister’s liking, but it was only her first night back and Claudette was trying to be cautious. “Oh, great! You’re already done. Wow, um, that was fast.” It should feel this strange talking to her own sister, Claudette thought to herself. She didn’t want to treat her like a child, but also didn’t want to say or do something that would upset Laurette. “Chinese sounds really good actually.” She smiles at her and pulls her phone out. “There’s this great place I order from around the street. I think you’d like them. Here, you put in what you’d like,” she told Laurette and handed her the phone. “Did you want to watch something tonight? While we eat? We can figure out what to watch while we wait for the food to get here.” Claudette then remembers she had something else for her sister and pulls a key out of her pocket with a little ‘L’ keychain. “Here. You’re going to need a way in and all. Just lock up when you leave.”

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“I didn’t have a lot of things, C. It wasn’t going to take me hours.” She had a joking tone in her voice but Laurette was feeling everything but that. Claudette had a way of really getting under her skin and she hated that because she needed to be above it if she wanted to get back to her old life. As she rambled on about Chinese food she just smiled and nodded. Whatever Claudette wanted, she didn’t really care about what she was or was not eating tonight. Still, she ordered something for herself before handing the phone so Claudette could add in her order. Once that was all said and done she followed Claudette out into the living room, the key in her pocket safe and sound. “I appreciate all of it. I really do.” She did in a way, but in a lot she didn’t. She didn’t needed to be treated like a baby, but if it was a baby Claudette wanted, it was what she was going to get. She sat on the couch and sighed. It was a very comfy couch. “I am down for anything. I just don’t want a hundred questions and to just...be. Put on whatever.”

Laurette knew from the moment he walked into the tavern that he was trouble. The kind of trouble that could be addicting and get her weak in the knees. The kind she could submit to without a second thought and get into a lot of trouble over. She hated that he knew she was a triplet because that took a certain surprise out of it all, but she wasn’t going to lie. All she could hope was that her sisters didn’t ruin the first chance of fun she saw since getting out of her little extended vacation. 

She put her best innocent face on as she sat next to him, gesturing to the bartender for a water so she didn’t get herself too carried away too fast. Too many eyes were on her here and she needed to get a proper feel of this guy. Of course she already was riding enough of a high for her to not be completely normal, but she was so used to the feeling that it didn’t really change too much with her. “Laurette, and yes, I’m the youngest,” she said, sounding a little bored by the confirmation. “I could ask the same for you, honestly. Your energy is very different from what I usually see here. So I wanted to find out what made you special.” She looked into his eyes, seeing so much darkness that she was sure she could fall right into them and be content with it. “I don’t know much, but I can tell you are going to burn the world to the ground. It’s very alluring.”

//closed starter @laurabimbeau​

Hopper was back at Gaston’s Tavern, still quite adequately convinced that he was getting what he needed for the night. He sat in the middle of drunken men, the only one sober enough by the time midnight came. After a few hours, he was sitting alone, smoking in the middle of the room, unbothered by the noise and chaos around him. He had a gun underneath him, quite ready if something unexpected occurred. He saw the familiar blonde come in the doors—the same one he saw a few days before, except she looked quite different right now. Still, Hopper ignored her presence, focusing on the whiskey and smoke surrounding him.

The lady came to him, quite different in demeanor. He was taken back, before realizing that this might not have been the same person as before. “Ah, the triplets. Which one are you? The youngest?” He asked, tilting his head while he drank his whiskey. “Tell me, aside from the pretty face, to what more can my attention cling to?” Hopper had a casual, unamused look on his face. He wasn’t easily pleased, despite her astonishing, sensual smile welcoming him in. “So?”

closed starter location: gaston’s tavern @gastonnlegume​

Laurette would be lying if she said she didn’t miss Gaston’s Tavern. She missed the shitty customers and the shitty brothel and the fun she used to have. She knew she had gotten herself into a bit of trouble before her grand exit, but she had to be careful this go around. It had only been a few days since she moved into Claudette’s home and she knew her sisters wanted her to wait a little longer before going back into work, but Laurette had just insisted she could handle it and now she had to prove it. Having to be this ridiculously well-behaved was making her itchy, but she had to show Gaston that she was capable of working again. 

So she was in his office, waiting for him to join her so that she could basically beg for another chance to work again. Seeing Gaston again wasn’t a downside at all, but having to look timid and weak was. She had to play the part of remorseful, sad, weak woman to gain his favor and pull him out himself long enough to see her worth, but the tavern was her best connection to her vices, so she was determined. When he finally graced her with his presence she gave a timid smile to him, clapping her hands together to both use her arms to push out her boobs a little bit but to also look nervous. “Hey, G,” she said softly, looking up at him through her lashes with timid eyes. “Thank you for meeting with me. I hope you missed me a little bit....”

Laurette learned a lot of things from her time away. She learned how to lie better and when it was the right time to show her true colors. So far, she has been patient; letting Claudette think she has an ounce of control over her alleged recovery and that Laurette intended to be better. She let her get the guest room all jazzed up and moved in with not an ounce of fight. On the inside, she was furious. She was mad at Claudette for orchestrating her intervention and sending her away and she was mad that she was being treated like a child when she was not. Instead of letting her rage consume her and come out full force however, she was keeping it in, letting it fester. She was going to use it when the time was right, and that meant playing nice for now. Showing that she was trying to repent for her sins and be a better person. That meant putting on her best face and tolerating Claudette’s bullshit sisterly love. Wonderful. By the time that Claudette went to check on her she was already unpacked and staring around the room with mild distaste. That disappeared the moment she entered though. “Hey. Yeah, I’m all done and all good.” She turned to face her sister properly, wanting to scream at her to get out of her way and that she was going out, but instead she just gave her a shy smile. “I’m starving. I think staying in tonight is a good idea.” We could order Chinese?

Closed starter for: @laurabimbeau​ Location: Claudette’s place

Laurette had been gone for a long while. Claudette would be lying if she said she didn’t miss her sister, but she had. She was worried for the youngest of the three of them and it was herself this time that sent Laurette to get treatment for her vices. Claudette was no stranger to partying, but she knew there was a fine line and Laurette had crossed it a long time ago. She knew when to intervene and she certainly had. Now that Laurette was doing better Claudette was having her sister stay with her. She’d fixed up the spare bedroom nice and comfortable for her and had a cleaning service come in and make the whole place sparkling clean. She wasn’t sure if she should have alcohol in the house at the time so she locked it up in her own bedroom. When all was settled and well she knocked on the door to Laurette’s room and poked her head in. “Hey,” she said with a warm, yet concerned, smile. “How’s unpacking going? Did you want any help? I, uh, I cleared out the closet and the dresser drawers so there should be space for all your things. Bathroom down the hall is basically yours. All my stuff is in the one in my room. I made space in there too for makeup and such.” She bit on the inside of her cheek. “Were you hungry? We could order something and eat in? Unless you wanna get out and go somewhere. Get fresh air and all. Choice is yours.” 

MARGOT ROBBIE “Amsterdam” European Premiere 2022

LAURETTE BIMBEAU ---> 31 --> BUSINESS OWNER --> ECHO CREEK

Species: Human Sexuality: Heterosexual Pronouns: She/Her Favorite Song: Brooklyn Baby by Lana Del Rey Big Three: Gemini sun, Leo moon, Cancer rising

being the youngest of the bimbeau triplets meant that laurette was going to need to make her voice heard extra, because her sisters were bitches and came out of the womb that way. still, despite this well-known fact, being a triplet was all laurette understood in the world. it wasn’t like their parents treated her special or that her sisters took that extra attention and care. if laurette wanted attention she had to do the most to get it.

so she did. spreading rumors about her sisters, making herself look like the innocent one when things got bad; she was a fairly good actress and the only people who could see through her act was indeed her sisters.

she has a violent side to her. she used to get into a lot of fights in school and didn’t really stop until she was pulled away. when she starts seeing red that is it. she will lose it. and it is not pretty. she got someone sent to the hospital when she was a CHILD still. she is a lot better at controlling her temper now and most of the people involved don’t even remember which sister swung where, but she is big fight fire with more fire.

she was always a little boy crazy, but it really started to get serious in high school. she would fall in love easily and her love was very intense. it was no shock to anyone that she was the first bimbeau to lose her virginity because she carried herself like she was the star of some overtly romantic movie. she became the aesthetic that the person she was into wanted, but remained mysterious enough to get them to want more. she was a tease and she loved the game. falling in love, obsessing over it, pulling them in, and spitting them out when they didn’t love her back enough. she was clingy when she was in deep and she was a jealous woman.

her first boyfriend was her biggest rush so far. she wasn’t in love with him for real, but she sure did think she was for the longest time. she was in love with the way he did horrible things and treated her horribly. he was the first person to introduce her to the pleasures of drugs and sex and rock ‘n’ roll and she was his muse.

but once she found him boring, she cut him loose and started trying bigger and better things. weed was fine, but it didn’t give her the rush cocaine did. and man, does she love cocaine. it might be her true love at the end of the day.

her time at her little music store job was lovely, but only when she could pick out the music. she liked to be in control there and wasn’t management of any kind, so that didn’t really work out for her all the time. she hated the customers and was outwardly rude to them until she ended up fired. (to be fair she was high most of the time she worked there, explaining her behavior).

she was unemployed and itching for another lover to keep her mind busy and then entered gaston. she will go to her death bed saying she claimed dibs. he was beautiful, mean, and laurette is obsessed with him. plus, being into him pisses her sisters off, so it’s a bonus.

the brothel was a tacky idea to her at first. this was the modern world, people didn’t need that shit. but then she got really into it. as in, she started hooking up with clients left and right. she knew they all wanted a taste for one of them and didn’t care which one, so she made sure it was her and that they would keep coming back for more. her sisters may find it degrading, but laurette knows she helps keep business booming. and if it keeps her gaston happy, then she is happy.

she remembered when paulette tried to give her some half-assed intervention. she was cruel that day. she had cried and pretended she had felt some way she didn’t and really convinced her sister she stopped when she hadn’t. it didn’t take long for either of her sisters to see through her bullshit, but oh well. she is happy with what she does and she won’t stop because she doesn’t want to..

belle makes her insane. like, truly insane. she isn’t jealous of her sisters as much because she knows she is the better triplet but this girl? she is boring, beautiful sure, but boring. and if she gets too close to gaston she isn’t afraid to show her just how crazy she can be.

Her favorite color is yellow. Most of her wardrobe has a touch of yellow to it. But she is also a fan of baby pink and black.

she was recently sent back to rehab. claudette was the cause this time and she had a longer stay than before. now that she is back, she is making sure to be more careful. she is going to keep her insanity locked up unless needed and she is going to do what she likes to do without anyone noticing this time.

to most of the people of animania now, laurette is just the innocent one who had a troubled past and is doing her best to be better. she is the sensitive one, she is the one who seems too good for her own good now that she is clean. she has perfected her act for so long that sometimes even she believes she is a good person. but to the people who truly know her know that she is a nightmare dressed like a daydream.

the only time her mask really slips is when she is under the influence. she is less patient and more ready to strike. her mind games are at an all time high and she is ready to go in for the kill.

she is actually really smart. she plays dumb for the sake of both entertainment and to keep people thinking she can't handle more than she can. she likes being a surprise.

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