* heaven / hell.

a multi-muse, semi selective indie blog penned by ivy.

[lovcsletters]

ezra & clover.

closed starter for @lovcsletters· (¼)

ezra’s a light sleeper so he’s naturally the first one up, it still being the crack of dawn. snuggled close beside him is clover although he’s now dubbed her with the nickname ‘lucky’ for obvious reasons. and as much as he’d like to stay longer and cuddle (ezra milkovich does not cuddle, let’s get that one thing clear) his day away, he simply can’t. it’s not like he has anything to do - technically, he’s free for the whole day - but he’s not the type to usually linger around after having sex. it’s strange that he even ended up sleeping at her place, most likely passed out from the partying they had done beforehand. clover’s much too sweet to be sticking around a piece of shit like him and yet she stays - perhaps to try and change the wild rock star. she can’t, though, and it seems more and more as though he’s changing the once prim and proper ballerina. spotless porcelain has become stained with black smudges, innocence stolen in a short matter of time. or maybe it was simply given, clover handing it to him without so much a second thought.

he doesn’t allow his mind to dwell on that any longer as he gets up, preparing to get dressed and head out. she’s still asleep, lightly snoring, and doesn’t even notice the sudden absence beside him. that’s what the male is ultimately counting on anyways and as he reaches over for his shoes, the sound of movement is what causes him to pause. ezra glances over to find clover awake the entire time and he smiles at her, a part of him knowing that he couldn’t have snuck away that easily. “you gonna watch me get dressed or what?” ezra inquired, quickly looking away and focusing on finishing up. “you should go back to sleep anyways,” he adds, hoping that she’ll listen to him for once.

clover’s absolutely drained, knowing that she probably shouldn’t have went all out with ezra last night. she still needs to maintain some type of self control if she wants to still hold onto her ballet career. but ezra was the drug she couldn’t get enough— doing just about anything for him. she’d probably hold his hand all the way to hell if he asked her to. the two are complete polar opposites and yet, the whole bad boy persona he adorned was what initially attracted the blonde to him. however, clover knew that there was more to him than what he allowed others— even her — to believe. she just knew it’d only be a matter of time before he tore down those walls for her alone. the blonde’s eyes lazily shoot open once she feels movement right beside her and she calms down once it’s none other than ezra. she’s surprised that he stuck around for this long since he usually left during the night, leaving her alone by the time she woke up. but he had probably been just as hammered — if not worse—  as she had been.

“i don’t mind watching you,” she admitted, resting her head in her hands as she sent a smile in his direction, “the way you put on your shirt is so sexy.” she can’t help but giggle afterwards at her own dumb little joke, pearly whites soon sinking into her rosy lips as she continued to watch him. “can’t. once i’m up, that’s it. you, on the other hand, should go back to sleep. you look really tired— i mean that in a good way, i swear,” clover responded, wanting for ezra to simply stop being so stubborn all the time. she knew that he had his own rules that he liked to keep but she wanted to show him that being careful all the time proved to be pointless. “you can spare an hour more, c’mon.” she then pats the empty spot beside her. “i’m not taking no for an answer either so you better lay back down or i’ll drag you here.”

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mandy & nicolas.

mandy truly never thought she’d actually be happy to go to a party - especially one filled with boring and overall fake people. but now, she had one reason alone to do so. mandy’s the kind of girl to take whatever she wanted the moment she saw it. and the moment she first met nicolas, she knew that she wanted him. the attraction was instant and it wasn’t long before the two were fucking any and everywhere they wanted. they’re not a couple, both she and nic were adamant about saying that. but she held a soft spot in her cold and dead little heart for the other, one that would never be filled by anyone else. he was just as selfish and greedy and corrupt as her - that alone enough to make her eager to keep him around. it was so boring to pretend and with him, she didn’t have to. naturally, mandy would show up late to a party simply because she could and also so she could keep nicolas on his toes - eagerly waiting for her the entire time. as expected, she eventually finds himself separated off from the rest but she doesn’t mind. she was hoping to get him all alone and to herself anyways.

“and leave you here alone? i wouldn’t dream of such a thing,” mandy spoke, her tone sickly sweet as she approached him. the blonde then chuckles at his words, about to answer before getting cut off by nicolas quickly pulling her closer towards him. a mischievous smile breaks out on her face as she glanced up at him, dark brown hues meeting with icy blue ones. “if you have, i probably forgot,” she responded, tone matching his as a shaky breath escaped her lips. nicolas had a hold on mandy that she truly couldn’t explain and it was evident in the way he touched her, sending a pleasurable shiver down her spine. “i wouldn’t mind the reminder though,” she adds before closing the gap further between them, pressing a kiss to his lips as she wrapped her arms around the nape of his neck. mandy wouldn’t dare to say it aloud but she missed him terribly. the short time that they were apart drove her insane and she’d be looking for some excuse to see him again. “what did i tell you about teasing?” she replied, briefly pulling away as she glanced up at nicolas with a smirk. she then pushed his hand further in between her legs before continuing to kiss him again, the blonde desperate to feel him once more.

a charming smirk reserved just for mandy makes its way onto his face as she responds. “how considerate of you,” he quipped, knowing that the both of them were anything but. however, even nicolas could begrudgingly admit that he was certainly a bit more softer with her. but although she had the features of a doll made entirely of porcelain, she was far from fragile or delicate. she was just as rough as him, the two entirely too similar. just like he knew her like the back of his hand, she knew exactly what he was thinking before he dared to utter the words out loud. more and more, nicolas was convinced that they were a match made entirely in hell. the smirk on his face only grows once the two are even closer, nicolas making note of how her mood seemed to shift. he was aware of the effect he had her — often reveling in the fact that only he could make her feel this way.

he almost gets lost in the kiss, nearly forgetting about the fact that there was a party going on just outside. the thought of someone walking in on them was one he knew could never. but it was sort of thrilling — the prospect of getting caught. she wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as though they weren’t already close enough. nicolas doesn’t mind however and it’s probably one of the few times he’d ever let anyone this close. like with everything else, mandy seemed to be the golden exception to his own set of strict rules. “you know you like it when i tease,” nicolas responded, tone low and his eyes dark. he certainly doesn’t mind mandy taking charge, allowing her to guide his hand in between her thighs as she kisses him once more. but nicolas naturally takes the lead from there, trailing kisses down her neck as his fingers soon hovering right above her sweet spot. “do you want me?” he whispered, “you want me to fuck you right here?” the dangerous part about nicolas is that he doesn’t care but he knows that she’s the exact same way. “use your words, mandy,” he teased once more, eager to hear her say it.

[lovcsletters]

@azaleapaths​ sent: ‘ i couldn’t utter my love when it counted. ‘ from this.

veronica’s not the kind of girl to break so easily and she’s definitely not the kind of girl to wear her heart on her sleeve. emotions were something that she rarely dabbled in although the blonde’s beginning to make her test all of that. minty has the ability to push and test her limits beyond reason, bringing her up and down like a yo-yo. she’s glad to have gotten off minty’s emotional roller coaster ride when she had but it seemed as though she was about to get pulled back in. she can’t seem to help herself when she hears the other speak  —  rolling her eyes as she stands up to her feet. she’s not supposed to be dealing with minty’s crap now, not when she’s preparing for a show in a half hour. “what are you — fucking shakespeare or something?” she’s annoyed and the slightest bit pissed off at this point. veronica’s showing too much emotion for a girl who proclaimed to give zero fucks about everything and everyone. “why are you even here? it’s your fault shit went south anyways,” she spat, “you don’t have anyone else you can bother? anyone else’s mind you can pry apart and spit in? because i’m not interested.”

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nate & anastasia.

closed starter for @lovcsletters· (¾)

nate’s usually not the kind of guy to get stumped or challenged. he’s used to most things ( or should he say, women ) falling into his lap easily. don’t get him wrong, he loves a good challenge here and there. but anastasia prescott was one he truly hadn’t seen coming. she seemed to be one step ahead of him, seeing right through his ways and tricks. while it frustrated him to no end, it also made him want her that much more. nate truly loved a good chase and while it may seem a bit egotistical, he just knew he’d end up as the winner sooner rather than later. he just had to be. things seemed to be looking his way once ana had agreed to go out to dinner with him, the male knowing it’d only be a matter of time before the rest followed. he’s a simple guy who simply wants one thing only. and if he had to charm his fucking ass to get it in the end, he supposed that he would have to do it. “how about you sit back and relax?” nate remarked as he focused straight ahead on the road, sneaking glances at the brunette seated comfortably beside him, “i’m not leading you to your doom or anything. it’s a surprised, trust me just this once. you’re gonna have the best night of your life, i assure you.” nate’s a lot of things - a jerk, a bad influence, a heartbreaker - but he’s a hell of a lot of fun which more times than not makes up for his less than perfect traits.

anastasia’s way too smart to get herself tangled up with guys like nate. they’re all trouble— not like she wasn’t either but that’s not the point— and it’s always bound to end in disaster. luckily for her, she’s built enough strong and sturdy walls around her heart to not let even a charming smooth talker penetrate through. she’s not even sure as to why she had agreed to this dinner in the first place but she does know it’s a way to finally get nate off her back. one date and then he’d leave her alone. hopefully. the brunette rolls her eyes at his remark, narrowing them into slits as she then focuses her gaze directly on him. “i am relaxed, i’m just allergic to bullshit. causes me to be a little restless at times,” she shot back. she doesn’t allow most people to get under her skin but nate’s got a permanent residence there. “surprise, huh? trust is a pretty strong word coming from you, warren, but i guess i’ll wait and see.” she can’t even believe that she’s not biting his head off by now but it’s partially due to the fact that he’s driving and she’s not about to get into an accident. a part of anastasia knew that no matter how annoying nate was, he could be fun when he wanted to be. this night wouldn’t be a total drag — that much she knew. “you better not try any stupid shit or else you’ll be unable to have a child for the remainder of your life,” anastasia threatened, a hint of playfulness in her tone.

[gyllenaals]

Oscar Isaac in A Most Violent Year (2014)

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ivy & colin.

ivy’s always been told that she’s a go-getter, doing whatever she could to get to the stop and stay there. she’s truly not sure what drives her more, money or merely status. seeing as she didn’t have much of either growing up, the drive to acquire both was what fueled her to get to the place she is today. most would be ashamed to say that they had a sugar daddy but she didn’t care. she would’ve flaunted the news, had it not been for colin’s strict policy of privacy which she could respect. besides, she didn’t want to let colin out of her grasp - not when he provided her everything she ever wanted and more. if she wanted the whole fucking world on a silver platter, he would’ve given it to her without so much as a second thought. as much as she enjoyed using him, a part of her also enjoyed his company too. he was nice to be around and he was good in bed too.

so when he had called her up as his date to some event, she had said yes without so much as a second thought. any excuse to dress and act was one that ivy readily flocked too. naturally, a girl needed time to get all dressed up so she made sure to take her careful time in doing so. she knew colin would probably get on her for doing so but he wouldn’t stay mad at her for long. he never could. a smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she makes her way into the living room, the brunette flourishing under his gaze. “and miss out on the chance to model this?” she asks in an innocent tone that simply doesn’t suit her, quickly striking a pose in the designer gown that nearly cost a fortune. “i wouldn’t dare do such a thing,” ivy adds as she strides towards colin, stealing his drink away when she was close enough before kissing him. before the kiss could intensify, she pulls away quickly and finishes off his drink - smiling once she’s done. “now hurry up, i don’t want to be too late,” ivy added, teasing the man at this point before beginning to walk off.

ivy was certainly a storm personified — a whirlwind that was bound to destroy colin sooner rather than later. but the billionaire seemed to be attracted more to the thought of being destroyed. especially more so if it was done at her hands. “i almost forgot just how much you loved to put on a good show,” he teased, knowing ivy long enough to know that the innocent lilt to her tone simply didn’t suit her. his gaze never leaves the other female as she makes her way towards him and before he had a chance to object to her stealing his drink, she kisses him and the thoughts in his mind are instantly silenced. ivy was the only one who held enough power to do such a thing and he had a feeling that she knew it was the truth.

he’s almost at a loss for words once she pulls away from him, an amused grin now crossing his features as she helps to finish off his drink. he should be slightly upset since that had been his favorite but he knew there’d be more at the party they were headed to anyways — even if it was going to simply be dull champagne. “whatever you say, boss,” colin shot back, his voice managing to echo throughout the pristine room. he quickly stood up from his comfortable spot on the couch and followed right behind her, snaking his arm around her waist in an effort to pull her closer as they made their way out of the house and towards the limo that’d be driving them off. “i was thinking that we’d be at this party for two hours tops, maybe three,” colin spoke once the two were comfortably seated, “i honestly don’t want to go but i have to show my face for the sake of keeping up a reputation.” that’s one of the many cons to money but colin knows he wouldn’t trade it in for the world. his hands rest on her inner thigh as he speaks. “i’m sure you’ll love it though, you’ll be in your natural little habitat.” he doesn’t have to worry about anyone finding out the truth behind his and ivy’s relationship. she’s a truly talented actress — almost too good. “just try not to have too much fun without me,” he adds with another chuckle.

[vivienvalentino]

Leonardo DiCaprio Romeo + Juliet 1996 | dir. Baz Luhrmann

[wildhaart]

i just want a “my bestfriend dated my ex-boyfriend so as a revenge, i will date her older brother” cause idk i just want to

[littlelovelymemes]

(    *    & .    —   HOZIER  LYRIC  STARTERS .

*   taken  from  his  most  recent  songs !

‘  i  couldn’t  utter  my  love  when  it  counted .  ’

‘  i  couldn’t  whisper  when  you  needed  it  shouted .  ’

‘  remember  me ,  love ,  when  i’m  reborn .  ’

‘  when  i  met  you ,  my  virtues  uncounted .  ’

‘  all  of  my  goodness  is  going  with  you  now .  ’

‘  i  was  housed  by  your  warmth ,  but  i  was  transformed  by  your  grounded  and  giving  and  darkening  scorn .  ’

‘  when  i  first  saw  you  the  end  was  soon .  ’

‘  give  your  heart  and  soul  to  charity .  ’

‘  the rest  of  you ,   the  best  of  you ,  honey ,  belongs  to  me .  ’

‘  ain’t  it  a  gentle  sound ,  the  rolling  in  the  graves ?  ’

‘  ain’t  you  my  baby ?  ’

‘  nothing  fucks  with  my  baby .  ’

‘  the  same  kind  of  music  haunts  her  bedroom .  ’

‘  i’m  almost  me  again ,  she’s  almost  you .  ’

‘  i  wouldn’t  know  where  to  start .  ’

‘  be  still  my  foolish  heart ,  don’t  ruin  this  on  me .  ’

‘  do  i  owe  each  kiss  to  lip  and  cheek  as  soft ?  ’

‘  i’ve  got  some  color  back ,  she  thinks  so  too .  ’

‘  i  laugh  like  me  again ,  she  laughs  like  you .  ’

‘  is  everything  alright ?  ’

‘  i  still  watch  you  when  you’re  groovin’ .  ’

‘  when  you  move ,  i’m  moved .  ’

‘  you  are  a  call  to  motion .  ’

‘  all  of  you  a  verb  in  perfect  view .  ’

‘  i  could  never  define  all  that  you  are  to  me .  ’

‘  move  me ,  baby .  ’

‘  when  you  move  i  can  recall  something  that’s  gone  from  me .  ’

‘  when  you  move ,  honey ,  i’m  put  in  awe  of  something  so  flawed  and  free .  ’

‘  all  the  fear  and  the  fire  at  the  end  of  the  world  happens  each  time  a  boy  falls  in  love  with  a  girl .  ’

‘  i’m  in  love  with  you .  ’

‘  that  love  soon  might  end  and  be  knowing  in  its  aching ,  it’s  shown  in  the  shaking .  ’

‘  be  still ,  my  incredible  friend .  ’

‘  you  are  unbreaking  though  quaking ,  though  crazy .  ’

‘  when  the  meaning  is  gone ,  there  is  clarity .  ’

‘  be  thankful  some  know  it  lovingly .  ’

[rebarps-archived-blog]

ok but best friends falling in love with each other will forever be my favorite plots of all time ): here are some that will ruin ur life: 

ur the new kid and i invite u to sit w me at lunch and oh i noticed ur wearing my favorite band / movie / have my favorite book and we have a rly interesting conversation and oh ur in like a lot of my classes wow cool and hey we’re friends now and like now we’re best friends and then u start dating someone else and im ok w it until i realize no the fuck im not daTE me instead ): 

we have no idea what personal boundaries are and yeah we’ve made out before a lot and yeah it was ok but we’re friends ok f r i e n d s and why r u staring at me like that? why are u holding my hand always? why are u telling me how much u adore me? we’re not dating? oh u’ve been in love w me for years and i’m a doorknob ): pls come back 

i confessed i might be in love w u and u said u weren’t interested in dating me bc we’re just friends and i’m getting over that heartbreak but u show up on my doorstep and kiss me and we end up in bed and in the morning u tell me this was a mistake and before i can stop u, u leave. u show up again. lather rinse repeat. ):

we share a mutual friend but we’re not rly that close until our friend takes us to a party and they ditch us and we’re not rly part of the crowd so we just sit together and talk a lot. turns out we like a lot of the same things (or we hate a lot of the same things or ur opinion sucks balls here is why ur wrong wow pls continue talking i love how much passion u put into ur opinions even tho they suck balls lol) we grow close and p soon we’re always together. turns out i actually rly rly like u. will u kiss me now? no? ): but why? oh ur in love w our mutual friend and im so sad now ):

we were friends throughout childhood and school. i was a dweeb and ur my way cooler friend but u moved away when we were like 15 we grew apart even tho we promised to stay in touch. i see ur facebook updates and i read ur tweets and i miss u and i wanna talk to u but i dont ?? so we fade away and then one day u show up in my life again and ho ly fuck my heart is doing the beepboop thing but i’m still a loser and ur a fuckin god/dess. ): u wanna catch up and holy shit its like old times again and wow im fuckin in love w u – oh ur getting married ): but … ilu? pls? 

we tried the whole dating thing and it didn’t work out and we’ve moved beyond that. ur my go-to friend on anything and everything and any problem u got i will fucking mow down hell to fix and wow ur smile just lights up my world and pls dont be sad who made u sad i will throw them in hell and mow them down and – oh wow. i never got over u. ur my fucking world and i just want u to be happy but u can only see me as a friend bc when u look at me u see our failed relationship but im not the same person i swear to god. ): 

and jusT BEST FRIENDS FALLING IN LOVE ): ): ): 

[freshmoviequotes]

Intimacy (2001)

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corrina & colin.

corinna’s certain about one thing - it’s a whole lot easier when you know exactly what you want from someone in a relationship, and what they want from you. she knows her place; colin already has a wife waiting for him at home, so any role that holds permanence in his life is pretty much off limits to her. that’s always been clear from the get-go. but tonight, she didn’t expect her little bubble of comfort to be popped so soon. for the longest time, she’d built walls around her heart, but the undeniable confliction and sincerity in his words make her want to let her guard down. christ, she was just an all-too friendly face at the comedy club that he happened to have grown fond of, and now he’s quite possibly imagining a life where his wife doesn’t come back from her trip. this obviously isn’t what she wanted when she spent just a few extra minutes overtime on her shift, chatting him up that night. she plays some games, but homewrecking certainly isn’t one she wanted to be any good at.

“you wouldn’t have liked me at all if you did,” she lets out a sigh, a deep and long one, as her gaze lands on the framed pictures in their living room. the softness of his tone tames her and puts her jokes to rest, or at least, for now. she’s trying her hardest to not drown in the sentimentality of it all, but it’s difficult when she’s grown just as attached. “i was a mess,” there’s only a wistful smile on her face for such a pipe dream, and rightly so. it would’ve been utterly chaotic if they’d met any sooner. corinna was always on the road anyway, and on the sparse periods that she wasn’t, she took off on different adventures. “still kind of is. i mean, look at where i got myself into.” her lips curl up sheepishly as she shakes her head, tearing her gaze away from her lap to meet his. “fuckin’ sucks.”

colin can’t help but find her words hard to believe — only because he was blinded by the infatuation he felt for her. “we’re both a mess then, that makes up perfect for one another.” he’s only partially joking although there’s a hint of truth in his tone. underneath the confident persona and the money was someone still trying to figure out what they wanted. however, colin has a feeling that he’s already found it. however, he stays silent after that as he hears her continue and a hint of a frown crosses his features. he can agree with her on the aspect that neither of them had planned for any of this. colin certainly hadn’t — but it had happened anyways.

without even thinking about it, he makes his way towards her. he’s now seated right beside her, a reassuring smile quickly replacing the frown. “i don’t regret anything,” he responded and truth be told, he didn’t. he’d go through meeting her all over again if he could. “i don’t regret meeting you and everything that happened afterwards.” a chuckle escapes his lips but it’s softer than usual, maybe more sadder. “i most definitely don’t regret you,” he adds as his hand reached over to hold onto hers, giving her a reassuring squeeze afterwards.

[brittany]

Fleabag  |  2x05

[grrlhoods]

@lovcsletters

[miss-catastrofes-naturales-deac]

[grrlhoods]

@lovcsletters / @brusqucs

[kuutamosonaatti]

[grrlhoods]

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[nekomancrr]

“I guess it’s goodnight, Mr. Murdock.”

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@villanelleswrites

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maja & cherry.·

maja adored a long con. she loved to play with her food, it always made the kill that more delicious and there were so many other pieces to play with, ones she could never quite predict. especially pretty, vulnerable women. those were always her weakness, though they her little spouts of obsession never truly interrupted a kill. she never let them. besides, this job was going to be a difficult one to navigate to get what she desired out of it. going undercover was one thing, but going undercover into a cult? that was something she could sink her teeth into. she’d practically started dancing around the room as she came to understand the assignment. they hadn’t given her much information, if any. in a small package with a cd she’d been instructed to burn after viewing, they told her all she needed to know. she was murdering their holy leader, david. she had a time frame, but they were going to be lenient with her because getting close would take time. his followers were careful, they were devoted and that meant she had more than just the threat of one man. still, maja never worried. she infiltrated with ease, played the part of listless young woman yearning for purpose and spirituality. 

big brown eyes looked at everything with the caution of a fawn, nervous but oh so excited to be there. david was already leering at her in a way that made her want to slit his throat from ear to ear right then and there. she’d need to be a little more subtle than that, though. at the very least, she had something else to focus on in the form of pretty, blonde cherry who was so pitifully naive that it just made maja more intrigued. surely, as the first wife, she had to be the most far gone of them all. or was she? at her question, she lifted her chin and grinned, looking elated. “it was wonderful. oh, i feel so lucky to be here.” there was a slight southern lilt to her voice, the accent she was putting on part of the show. here, she was maria, one of her favourite aliases and particularly fitting for the jesus freaks she was bunking with. “i feel so much more enlightened, so blessed to hear him speak.” she said, letting out a big exhale before she squeezed cherry’s hand. “i just wish i had found this place sooner. that i had found you sooner,” she waited a beat, eyeing the blonde. “all of you.” the polite, dreamy smile on her face lingered as they walked. maja had convinced herself that focusing on this friendship was for the good of her task, but she had already noticed that cherry didn’t seem the type to grow suspicious. maybe she just wanted to know her. “is it okay to ask — what did you do before you found this place? and david?”

cherry’s smile only grows upon hearing maria’s words, happy that she enjoyed the service as much as she had. she genuinely wanted for her to feel as happy as she had. david didn’t exactly permit anything less — wanting for his wives to hang on his every word, to listen and really feel the lesson. that was the power of his sermon and even cherry couldn’t deny it. “that’s great, you truly are lucky to be here. coming here’s probably the best decisions anyone could ever make.” cherry knows she’s lucky to have found david when she had — truly having nowhere else to go but into his clutches. “everything happens for a reason and you showing up when you had... well, it was all a part of his plan,” she assured. did she mean god or david? weren’t they one in the same anyways? the blonde does her best to ignore the flutter in her chest upon noticing maria’s gaze on her, unsure of where the feeling was even coming from. it was an unusual feeling — one she hadn’t felt before with anyone, least of all david. with him, she only felt admiration and intimidation. with maria, she felt just a bit more free than she had before.

cherry’s never really talked about herself much so she naturally was surprised to hear maria ask her a personal question. most people didn’t dare to approach cherry to even talk to her so she was immediately glad to talk to someone— even if that meant revealing such personal information. “oh, i was working a job as an intern. i was preparing to become some big time lawyer but i had no clue that it was all a sin— college, all of that nonsense. i was learning what they wanted me to learn, not what god had ordained for me to. i had met david after work and at the time, he was just getting all of this started,” she responded, a clouded look in her eyes as she reflected back to that fateful day, “he was so convincing and after hearing him speak about what he was trying to start, i just knew that i had to join him and help build the image he had in mind. i always wanted to be a part of something important and now i am.” some part of cherry was grateful to have abandoned her life. she was buried underneath lots of work — anxiety and her abusive parents threatening to swallow her whole. “what about you? what’d you do before coming here?” cherry figured it’d probably be rude to ask but she was all too curious. and she figured maria wouldn’t mind answering — they were friends, after all. friends told each other everything.