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hi y’all ! i’m lexi and i’m from the est timezone. i’d like to introduce you all to my MF ! BABY ! charlie. she’s a moody ass angry ass quiet ass mess fkdffg. anyways, like this or hmu on im or d*scord if you’d like to plot ! 

[king princess – cisfemale – she/her] – who’s that walking onto the stage? that’s [charlotte ‘charlie’ baker], the [drummer] for the band. she is [twenty-two], and is from [ohio], like the rest of the band. gossip mags like to say that she is [stubborn], but i believe they’re also [insightful]. i read that they’d be a [web developer] if they weren’t in the band, and that their favorite song was [bad habits by fidlar]. hopefully it won’t come to that though, i like their stuff too much.

so obvi anything relating to the band/her marriage is subject to change w/ further plotting :-)

charlotte baker was born on june 12th, (oof, a gemini) the only child/pride and joy of james and lacie baker. her mother, a retired beauty pageant queen, her father the owner of not one, not two, but three ford dealerships in and around town.

her fate was written in the stars. at three she was being paraded around in pageants, crowns twice her size sitting on her halo of chocolate curls, too young to have a say.

it wasn’t long before the young child was stealing tonka trucks in the park, playing with he-man action figures she’d haggled out of her neighboring kids.

soon after, it was sneaking out to the skate park with friends, and getting caught kissing the middle school cheerleading captain under the bleachers.

her parents like to say her sexuality, “choices” they so delicately put it, wasn’t the reason for the divorce, that it had been a long time coming, better for everyone.

charlie never believed that.

though when she caught her mother sitting in her father’s top salesman’s car while skateboarding home, things got…icy between the two.

at fourteen she was living alone with her father in the big empty house meant to hold a family living the american dream.

there was no way to control the angst spilling out from the teenager. after nearly getting kicked out of school twice for fighting, her father desperately soundproofed the basement and bought her a drum set.

and just like that, charlie found her passion.

days turned into nights turned back into days as she drummed away, broken blisters painting the wooden sticks red, unable to stop playing out her emotions.

the quiet storm that was charlie baker was finally getting known for something other than kissing people’s girlfriends and giving football players black eyes. she was fucking good with a set of drums.

when the manager reached out to her, she was hesitant. she’d never had friends, she was the definition of a lone wolf. but who’s ever heard of a drummer making it solo?

she hesitantly agreed to play a few sets with the others, and though she hates to admit it, fell for the band the minute they played their first note.

once a lone wolf, she was now fiercely loyal to her band, and rode the highs of their small town fame.

when the band started drifting apart, charlie took a big hit. she was ready to go all in, she thought everyone was on the same page.

the dream was all but extinct as fast as it had been conjured, and she reluctantly went to college for computer science, filling in for shitty cover bands on the side to pay the rent. the resentment of her friends abandoning her was eating her up inside.

that is —- until she met the groupie. [this point will obvi be discussed w/ the groupie mun so not much here hehe]

though still quiet, grumpy and tumultuous, charlie now had someone loving her. unconditionally.

slowly, the dreams of stardom and musical expression were replaced with domestic bliss, wedding bells ringing in the near future as they settled in together.

now that the manager has called charlie, she is more than reluctant to give her heart back to the people who shattered it. but the dreams of being the drummer she’d always thought she was destined to be is too damn alluring.

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KING PRINCESS by Max Farago for W Magazine, June 2019.

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“I know that drummers tend to be the butt of a thousand jokes, usually from the uninformed and untalented, but I always felt I had an important role.”

Roger Taylor (b. July 26, 1949)

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*texts bae at 3am* hey baby, according to this buzzfeed quiz you’re only 48% in love with me ????? hmm 📝

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My wife was complaining about the price of peanut butter at the snooty grocery store and I said “yeah it’s nuts” and now she won’t answer my texts

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im fucking crying