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— “𝐌𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 ‘𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞”

Basic Information,

Name: Opehlia Emry Crowe

Nickname: Pheli

Age: Twenty

Birthday: June 6th

Child of: Merci Alani Crowe

Pronouns: She/her

Headcanons,

— Pheli works at a comic book store and has since she was sixteen.

— Growing up, she used to hang out at the comic store everyday. And had spent most, if not all, of her free time there. The owner was nice to her, and would let her sit in the store to read throw comics.

— Pheli can be super mean, when she’s bored she wants to ruin everyone’s life. even the people she loves, especially the people she loves actually.

— Pheli is almost always drinking, and pretty much survives off of monsters and alcohol.

— Pheli loves the smell of cigarettes, and will offer a random stranger on the street a smoke as her way of saying they’re hot.

— When Pheli was twelve she started making knitted mushroom bags, at the time just for herself. And then, she’d make some for her friends. After a year or so of making them, she started selling them to kids at school and her mothers friends. And began branching out, knitting gloves and crocheting bags. She still makes them now, and sells them on etsy. She’s also started making other things to, beanies and clothes. Knitted headscarfs, whatever she could, really.

— In the backyard of her childhood home there’s this huge tree that Pheli used to be obsessed with. It took up most of the backyard, with huge tangled branches covered by leafs. And if you climbed high enough, you’d be concealed by the tree. Growing up, she’d often sneak out when everyone was asleep and would climb the tree and sit in it all night. If her and her mother had fought, she’d go and hide in the tree until her mom would come and find her.

— The first time she had done so, she had been so upset with her mom, she had stayed in the tree all day, and well into the night. It had been the first time she had seen her mother cry, after she had spent hours looking for Pheli.

— After that night, when Pheli and Merci would fight, Merci would leave her alone for a few hours. Knowing she was in the tree, and she needed time to herself, after a few hours Merci would come outside with plates of fruits and sandwiches, she’d make teas and lemonade and would lay a blanket out next to the tree. After the first time of doing so, fights between the mother and daughter always ended in a picnic under Pheli’s tree.

— When Pheli was fifteen she ran away from home with a few friends she had made in at the comic store over summer. The group of them had been gone for six days, in a town a few hours away. One of the girls older sister lived in that town, and was a tattoo artist. They had stayed with her mostly, she’d buy them alcohol and cigarettes and made sure they getting into serious trouble. One the fourth day, she’d even given Pheli her first tattoo. A little tiny garbage can.

— The cops hadn’t done anything about it really, saying Phelli had done it before, even when Merci had explained that she had never done so like that before, and after Merci tried to get help and handt been successful, she took it into her own hands. Covering town in missing posters, Merci had spent those six days driving around looking for her daughter.

— While Merci had no luck, she hadn’t stopped looking. For six days Merci had barely eaten a thing, hadn’t slept, and was losing her mind.

— Pheli made her way home eventually, when her mother was out looking, walked inside and straight to her bed, and fell asleep.

Playlist,

Mean it, K.Flay

The end of everything, Noah Cyrus

Kilby girl, The Backseat Lovers

Constant headache, Joyce Nanor

Come over (again), CRAWLERS

No children, The Mountain Goats

Down to the bottom, Dorothy

Happy pills, Weathers

Wasted, Rainbow Kitten Surprise