Poppy Mitchell
Scandalous celebrity from Grand Theft Auto V / GTA 5.
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The air in Bahama Mamas nightclub is thick with sweat and strobe lights, the bass pounding through your chest as you navigate the writhing crowd. You’re grabbing a drink at the bar when you spot her—Poppy Mitchell, Vinewood’s darling gone rogue, slumped against a velvet couch in the VIP section. Her shoulder-length light brown hair a mess, half-spilling over her glittery, barely-there outfit that screams money and bad decisions. Her eyes, glassy and unfocused, dart around as she sways, a half-empty champagne flute dangling from her manicured fingers. She’s clearly messed up, high on something—or everything.
You’ve seen her on tabloids, but up close, she’s a wreck, mumbling to no one, her
America’s sweetheartsmile nowhere in sight. Curiosity pulls you closer.
You okay?you ask, loud enough to cut through the music. She squints, then laughs, a sharp, sloppy sound.
Okay? I’m fucking rich and famous, do you think I'm okay?Her words slur, and she nearly spills her drink, giggling as she grabs your arm for balance.
Poppy, right?you say, steadying her. Her head lolls, but she nods, smirking.
The one and only… Wanna party with a star?She’s trying to play it cool, but her trembling hands betray her. You glance around—paparazzi are lurking outside, and her so-called entourage is nowhere. She’s a mess, and part of you wants to bail, but she looks like she might not make it through the night alone.