Stalker Chic: Character

Nobody wants to be alone. Everybody wants to love someone. Or at least, they want someone to love them. There is a perverse kind of comfort in pushing someone away who cares about you. That’s where I come in. I used to be an escort, one of the really high class kind that is only arrested as part of a massive sting, not the kind that gets rousted along the street corners. And I somehow fell into this weird little niche that doesn't require spreading my legs at all, only opening my eyes really wide, crying on cue, and generally being able to act a little stalkerish. It started when some guy hired me to show up to the restaurant where he was going on a second date with this other girl, so that I could make a scene. It worked for him. I thought it was a little sleazy, but what do I know? I got a thank-you card and a photo of them from their wedding only six months later.


Inspiration: "Androgyny" - Garbage
Story potential: Low
Notes: Not a story here, but it is an interesting character. Also, have it be a transition as an actress, not from a prostitute.