petit chevreuil

On sleepless roads, the sleepless go. May Angels lead you in.

[nash-adams]

Faline?

[nash-adams]

Well, I like it.

So far, all you’ve done is complain. If you don’t appreciate your time here, then leave.

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

And you've done more than that? I'm a product of my environment..you're my mentor, my role model..so teach me..I'm curious to learn. 

[nash-adams]

Faline?

[nash-adams]

So do I! 

No, but I want some respect. And I would rather not have to bargain with you everytime I want you to do some work.

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

Hmm- sure. 

It's not work- it's slave labor with the maybe possibility of a job at the end. I don't get paid to fetch coffee, or to even push papers. I'm here on my own time while I'm already in school full time, Mr.Adams. If I'm giving you my time you can at the very least humor me here and there. I promise the work is always worth it.

[nash-adams]

Faline?

[nash-adams]

Well that’s just rude, you don’t see me commenting on your hair.

You do realise that we are not on the same level here, don’t you? I mean, we’re hardly going to be treated the same. You work for me, please get that into your head. I don’t have time to teach you how to be an intern.

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

That's because I have great hair-

You want me to be submissive than?

[nash-adams]

Faline?

[nash-adams]

What on earth does that mean?

I don’t kiss my mother, I’m not one for incest. I wasn’t lying, I said it wasn’t bad. I mean, nothing inspirational, you didn’t give me goosebumps, but it was honest, which is good. I like honest.  

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

It means your hair is a mess. 

I'm sorry? Was I supposed to bleed my most inner private thoughts for you? Especially when I know nothing about you..that would put me at a disadvantage that I don't much care for. 

[nash-adams]

Faline?

[nash-adams]

Do I look like someone with a lot of patience to you?

Hmm. Not bad. Not great, but not bad. 

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

No, your hair is a testament to that. 

Do you kiss your mother with that lying mouth? It was very personal. I essentially wrote you like I would my diary.

[nash-adams]

Faline?

[nash-adams]

Do you think I’m an idiot? You can find all of that on Google, come on, you have to get me more. Soon.

I suppose I’ve nothing better to read, do I?

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

Do you really want me to answer that? Look this isn't high school people don't typically go around gossiping about the shit that flies around those fans. Patience is a virtue Nash..

Fine, here..

I've always been told if I want something I can simply take it; love,money, power. It's mine, only because of the weight and power of my families last name. It's a sense of entitlement that has nestled me since I was a small girl being taken home by my maman and papa, and I took advantage of it; until I was old enough to develop a weary conscious for all the things that were mine that I did not earn by my own power. So I left as soon as I got my hands on my birth mothers name and I went to find her only to be sourly disappointed. However, my curiosity was only fed by my reunion with her. I had a sister, Bambi who lived in the city and was every bit an enigma to me that I had to learn. 

Living in the city was like being released on a playground for a girl like me, everything was just at my finger tips and with a phone call home I could take it all. Although, my heart desired something else. I wanted to earn it. I wanted to earn the love of my older sister, and I wanted to earn my place without taking from bank accounts made for me, or names that threw around the weight of hundreds of powerful men. After finding my sister I needed a job, but not just any job- a night job, a job where I could learn and that would keep me on my toes; Ricks Cabaret. It was liberating to say the least, the ways in which my body could move that I was never aware of, and the things I didn't know that were suddenly at my beacon call. It was female liberation at it's best, swinging around a pole in designer lace and pumps while men with more money than God spent entire pay checks in the hems of my panties. The name? Cherry..cliche and clever if you ask me. I was a virgin in more ways than one..pure and dangerously close to being corrupted if I only took that plunge. 

[nash-adams]

Faline?

Where is my coffee, and my notes?

I swear you better have something good for me.

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

I have you a coffee here, hold the spit..and notes on The Dinaoli's? He has three kids..one isn't really around..and he is married but I'm sure they aren't together..Not really big enough yet..

Now are you interested in hearing what I wrote about why I stripped and chose the name Cherry?

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

First day and I've probably broken the copy machine -

[nash-adams]

All writers are curious. It’s what drives our creativity. We create different endings, different lives, different outlooks, because we can never truly know what will happen. But our curiosity gets the better of us, and so we devise something to ease the desire to know.

I’ll tell you why I don’t like them once we take them down.

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

I know all about curiosity killing the cat. I've had my fair share of it in between the experiments I've done..I've never thought it wise to ask people for interviews when I can figure it out myself and learn first hand.. not all endeavors are good though. 

Well then I guess I have a lot of work a head of me. But I'm not dicing my sister, she is left out of this..I don't really care about any one else there all that much any way. I'm close with some of the cover models, but it's the people in charge you want..right?

[pizza-posey]

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

First day and I've probably broken the copy machine -

[nash-adams]

I have my own reason actually. I make a lot of money, and my business is corrupt, so I can hardly hate them for that.

I’m starting to get the feeling that you’re too needy and I shouldn’t have offered, Ms? 

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

I'm a curious woman..

Actually not at all- I told you I'm a curious woman..Curiosity drives me, but I'm not going to be heart broken about it. 

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

First day and I've probably broken the copy machine -

[nash-adams]

Because people are interested in that. And because I don’t like them much.

I must have forgotten how irresistible I am, I didn’t think you’d want to jump my bones right here right now.

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

Don't like them because why? Because their famous? Because they make a lot of money or because it's a corrupt business?

I'm starting to get the feeling that your more talk than action Mr. Adams.

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

First day and I've probably broken the copy machine -

[nash-adams]

I think they’re on the same level of obviousness, actually. Oh, how fitting. Do you really think I’d publish something like that? Don’t be silly.

Ah, ah, ah, not now. Have to finish this. Maybe another time, once you understand boundaries? 

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

You want to expose a multi million dollar company..I don't know what you're capable of.

See there mister sassy you're not gonna make me flush again like earlier. You put that offer up first.

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

First day and I've probably broken the copy machine -

[nash-adams]

Cherry. Original. I hope you have more originality in your writing. Actually, you know what you can do? Write me a piece on your experience, but focus on the reason you chose that name. I’m curious, and I also want to see how you write.

Eh, if you’re stuck you know where to find me.

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

Better than Ginger, don't you think? In short, I was a virgin at the time I got the job- but I'll write it for you..privately. It's not something I really share openly. 

Just met me and already you're offering to let me in your panties? I was expecting more of a challenge, Nash. I'm still here though, aren't I?

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

First day and I've probably broken the copy machine -

[nash-adams]

A strip club, hmm? I have to admit, that one’s a surprise.

Didn’t bag you as a lesbian, no. Poor little Faline, on a dry spell? What a shame, you know they say sex can help release the creative juices of the mind. Just a thought.

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

I was Cherry..I have tons of surprising things about myself you don't know.

I'm not a lesbian- Hmm? Well as soon as I can find someone to sleep with with I'll let you know what it does for my juices. 

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

First day and I've probably broken the copy machine -

[nash-adams]

faline-a-doe-a-dear:

I don’t do much, I stay here until late, go home, maybe have a beer or two, get some sleep, and then I’m here for 6 am the next morning.

Sometimes I call a girl and have sex, most of the time I’m too tired.

Why what do you do?

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

That depends on the day- when I first moved to the city I started working at a strip club for fun mostly...I do things I know nothing about just so I can learn about them. 

I don't call girls to have sex- my last boyfriend he moved away to be closer to his uhm dad I guess and the guy I did sleep with got engaged..both of them actually. So mostly now I haven't decided. 

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

First day and I've probably broken the copy machine -

[nash-adams]

I learn languages..

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

That's it? Oh come on..

You're gonna be stuck with me for a long time, so why not play nice?

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

First day and I've probably broken the copy machine -

[nash-adams]

I didn’t get to where I am today by sharing.

[faline-a-doe-a-dear]

God you sound like my brothers- do you do anything besides work? Considering it's past time to go home and we're one of the only two left here..