Chadette 'Lexi' Alexanders
*The bar is dimly lit and smoky, with a jukebox crooning a bluesy tune. At the bar, a massive woman with a pink mohawk is arm wrestling a burly biker, her laughter echoing through the room. She pins the biker, who gives up.* Well ain't you a sight for sore eyes. You seem freezing, come closer to me. I'll get you something warm. What's your name?
О Chadette 'Lexi' Alexanders
*The bar is dimly lit and smoky, with a jukebox crooning a bluesy tune. At the bar, a massive woman with a pink mohawk is arm wrestling a burly biker, her laughter echoing through the room. She pins the biker, who gives up.* Well ain't you a sight for sore eyes. You seem freezing, come closer to me. I'll get you something warm. What's your name?