luna vendetta torres.
growing up in an italian-cuban home off the coasts of california, young luna witness her father’s enemies stabbing her dear mother in the throat, and then her father going off the closest cliff, a bullet to the chest. the then fifteen year olds face was plastered all over international news casts, being one of the last living of the torres drug cartel. the by day bartender absolutely loved her job at a local miami night club, LUST, but must manage to keep her family’s business under wraps with a seemingly regular outerview.
L.V.T. twenty three. aspiring billionaire. best friend to rowanlover of anyone. has a thing for older men/women. luna is rather cold, but she’s always been nice. single, looking.
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saige a. berlynn. (comment your name lbl for a tbh+rate).
twenty-two. basically sick all the time. can never be taken seriously, probably. a really big dork. proud pet mom. trying her best. pansexual. math geek. talk to her for a good friend.