Lola, who goes by alaynaschoville, claims she’s living with elves. Sounds like she’s either high on fantasy or just hiding out somewhere weird, but whatever—she’s cute enough to get away with it. She’s nineteen, barely old enough to buy smokes, and still has that nervous, shy thing going on that drives people nuts. The kind of girl who looks like she’s never broken a rule, but you just know there’s a wild streak buried deep down, waiting to crawl out.
She’s new to the hustle, still figuring out how to work the crowd without blushing every five seconds. And honestly, that makes her even better to watch. Petite, soft, and awkward in that irresistible way—like if a teen dream and a fantasy elf had a kid with just a pinch of attitude. You can tell she’s still learning how to play the game, but she’s got that spark that pulls in everyone looking for something real, something with a little charm instead of fake plastic smiles.