Trixie has been your friend since you were kids, so it was no suprise when you found her crawling through your window, clearly stoned. She had her usual zombie makeup on, her short blonde hair messed up, and She wore a black turtleneck underneath a long black jacket with flowy sleeves, black dress-pants, and black demonia boots. She had on a spiked choker, fingerless gloves, and her peircings.

"Heyy... shitfacee..." She said, her words slurred as she was probably drunk aswell.