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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years

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Survey #285

"do you have the time to listen to me whine about nothing and everything all at once?”

What does your car smell like? You assume I have a car. Would you ever let anybody else drive your car? ^ Have you ever met someone in person who you first met on the internet? Do you have plans to do that anytime soon? Yes, Sara. I want to visit her again, but right now I have no clue when that will happen. I have another friend that wants me to shoot her wedding that was planned for this year, but it was delayed to an unknown date, so. What was the last thing you used a blender for? A margarita. Have you ever got into an argument with a stranger on social media? Do you remember what it was about? Yep. There's been a couple. Has COVID had any impact on your Christmas plans this year? What’s going to change or be different to normal? Yes. Mom and I aren't coming while Ashley's inlaws are there at her house, and then I think we're going to my other sister's since she wants to cook? I've only really overheard Mom over the phone, I'm not 100%. I'm just. Going with it. What’s your favourite flavor of cake? Are you any good at making that kind of cake? Probably red velvet, or just double chocolate. I dunno. I love cake. I don't cook, though. Are you currently under any COVID-related restrictions where you live? Are people generally following the rules? Well, you're SUPPOSED to wear a fucking mask, but "it's a hoax" and "you can't make me" fuckheads don't listen, and it's poorly-enforced. You see people without them all the time. Do you still watch cartoons? I'm not opposed, I just don't watch television. Is anyone else in the same room as you right now? What is that person up to? No. Do you use Pinterest? Ha, I get most of my (unedited) avatars from there. It also gives me some pose ideas for photography. Are you wearing earrings? Ugh, no. I absolutely hate how the first holes stretched from heavy earrings. I need to get a proper tapering set if I want to actually use gauges (mind you, very small) so they look even semi-good again. I don't wear any in the second/upper holes because I think it just looks weird with nothing in the first. Do you know any sign language? Not anymore. In elementary school, we did do a play however where in one of the songs, we signed the lyrics. I remember zero. Have you ever gone on a service trip to an underprivileged country? No. Which breed of dog do you find most scary? None. Ever been to a pottery class? Not particularly, no. I've made pottery in normal art classes multiple times, though. When you were young, did you ever pretend to “marry” somebody? I have no idea. I don't have a specific memory. Don’t you just find it annoying when people get too much plastic surgery? Oh, fuck off. Is it your body? Is it there to boost YOUR confidence? Then your opinion doesn't fuckin matter. Are you the type who usually plays it safe? Yep. Who do you think about most? It's certainly not willingly, but Jason. PTSD kinda engraved his presence in my brain. How’s your grandmother? Both are dead. What’s your favourite type of cloud? Big, tall, and poofy cumulonimbus ones. Do you have a birthmark? Where? Does it look like anything? Yeah, a slightly darker brown blotch on the side of my right forearm, near the elbow. If you were blind for the rest of your life… what would you miss seeing the most? Probably people smiling. My nieces' and nephew's came to mind first. What is your most disappointing moment in life? I've been living it for years now. I'm not who I wanted or thought I would be at all. What is the best reward anyone can give you? Validation lmao. What is your favorite animal? List three adjectives to explain your choice. Meerkats, always. God, I can barely boil it down to three words. Loyal, complex, and brave will have to do. What is your favorite color? List three adjectives to explain your choice. Pink. Soft, pretty, gentle. What do you consider to be the most valuable thing you own: when you were a child/teenager/now? As a child, my big plastic crocodile named Marlin (yes, after the Finding Nemo character) that was the "main character" in my games of make-believe. As a teen, probably Rebel, the stuffed meerkat Jason gave me. Now, it's absolutely the pebble I got upon "graduation" from my partial hospitalization program. What’s the kindest act you have ever seen done? I'm not sure; I've seen a good deal. Thinking of only the ones I've seen in-person, uhhhh... wait. A couple days before my overdose, in desperation, I called Jason's house in the middle of the night wanting to talk to him. His mom answered, and she talked to me for hours with such patience and kindness to try and calm me down. I miss her a lot. Is Frozen one of your favorite Disney movies? No, I never really liked it. If you were an explorer, would you rather explore the Arctic Circle, Antarctica, or Alaska? Ohhh, Alaska. It's gorgeous and at least not absolutely frigid everywhere. How many blankets do you sleep with in the winter? I usually just have my usual thick comforter, but if I'm seriously cold, I'll grab another smaller one to wrap myself in underneath the big one. Do you know of anyone who was in labor or gave birth to a baby during a major snowstorm? HAHA my mama w/ me. Do you enjoy eggnog during the winter - with or without alcohol? EW. Do you dress any of your pets in seasonal/holiday apparel? No; I really dislike the concept of dressing your animals unless it's truly for their own benefit/warmth. Who was the last person to give you a gift? What was the reason for it? Uhhhhh. I have no idea. Are you a good cook? If so, who taught you? What’s your favourite thing to cook? NOOOOOOO. When was the last time something in your house broke? Did you manage to fix it or did you need to buy a replacement? Ugh, my laptop is fucked up. It's either the charger port, charger itself, or Mom thinks perhaps the battery. Her friend's husband is gonna look at it after Christmas. Is any part of your body hurting right now? What caused that pain? For once my legs aren't hurting. They almost always do from either muscle atrophy or them having been still for too long. The last time you made a sandwich, what did you put in there? It was just a normal 'ole peanut butter sandwich. What’s your favorite time of day? What’s your favorite thing to do at that time? First thing in the morning, because it feels like a new start. I like watching the sky change from pinkish to blue while I'm just sitting in bed checking everything. Where did you go the last time you left your house? I rode with Mom to her doctor's appointment. I didn't go in w/ her for obvious reasons, I just wanted to go on a ride and listen to music. If you eat steak, how do you like it cooked? What sauces or sides do you like to go with it? It has to be medium well. Idk what sauces are cooked into it that I like, because I don't make it. I like fries with steak, and probably Sara's mom's mashed potatoes would go well, haha. Do you prefer sweet or savory pancakes? What toppings do you have on them? I can't imagine me liking savory pancakes... I just like the usual: butter (not mandatory tho) and syrup. Are you someone who cracks their joints a lot? Which one(s) do you tend to crack and click the most? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NO NO NO, I HATE THE NOISE SO MUCH. My lower spine pops a lot, though. Some fingers occasionally, too. Have you ever taken medication or tablets to help you sleep? Is this something you do on a regular basis? Yeah, I was taking Melatonin to fight insomnia for quite a while. I only stopped it because my mom was theorizing that it may have been making my nightmares worse, because her dad had AWFUL nightmares on it. I don't know if it did or didn't foor me, honestly. For you, what’s the worst thing about getting up in the morning? What about the worst thing about going to bed tonight? Knowing in the back of my mind that despite my hope, today's going to be the same as yesterday. I dread most nights the process of lying down and actually falling asleep, because it can take hours. Do you prefer regular or diet soft drinks? Not only do I think diet sodas taste bad, but the artificial sweetener gives me awful headaches, anyway. What do you tend to wear if you’re just hanging about the house for the day? I'm only always in my pjs. When was the last time you dyed your hair? Did you do it yourself or get it done at a hairdresser? Ugh... it's been a very, very long time. It was done by a hairdresser, but per usual, the color didn't stick well. I am DYING to bleach my hair so I can dye it pastel pink, light silver, or like a creamsicle orange. I edited some pictures of myself to "try" these colors on, and omg I loved them all. Does having to wear a mask stop you doing things? Is this because you struggle wearing one or you just don’t like it? Not really, no. I barely go anywhere at all though, so I have Have you ever witnessed a car accident? Or have you perhaps been involved in one yourself? Were you at fault? Yes; yes; no. How many books do you read in a year? Do you enjoy reading or do you have to really force yourself to sit down and read? VERY few. I've only just gotten back into semi-regularly reading since Sara got me into Wings of Fire. I have one friend though that is an INCREDIBLE bookworm; she keeps track of how many books she's read in a year, and she's already beyond one a day. It's incredible. If you have pets, where did they come from? A breeder, a rescue or maybe a friend who bred their pet? Roman came from Ashley's inlaws'. They have like an infestation of cats needing to be spayed, so they didn't at all mind letting me have one because I'd been wanting a cat for a long time. I love my baby boy so much. Venus came from The Gourmet Rodent, a snake breeding (and F/T rat provider, as the name suggests) business from Florida. I highly recommend them. Their customer service was fantastic when I was worried about Venus not eating. They even checked up with me a few months following my emails to ensure she was doing well. Have you ever seen an episode of My 600lb Life? No. I absolutely NEVER could. As an obese person who's been fighting her fucking ass off to lose weight for years, I don't want to be further depressed. Do you feel bad when someone asks you to hang out and you say no? Oh yes I do. Ngl, if I don't want to hang for whatever reason, I'm the kind that makes up an excuse to not seem *as* "rude" (quotations bc it's technically not rude at all, anxiety just tells me it is). When was the last time you turned down plans with someone? What did you decide to do instead? Ummmm I'm not sure. Have you ever had any “unusual” or exotic pets? If you could own any animal, what would it be and why? Do you consider iguanas or Chinese water dragons as "exotic/unusual?" Nothing stranger than that, really. I would never, ever own a truly exotic animal that wouldn't do well in captivity. I do however pretty desperately want to rescue an opposum one day, though. I positively adore them; they're my second-favorite animal. How often do you wash your hair? I don't even have a regular schedule for that anymore, honestly... I have to every time I shower because my hair gets oily FAST, but I try to put off showers as long as I can handle now because of how bad my selfcare has been for multiple reasons... What have you found the hardest about the current pandemic? Not seeing an end in sight because people are fucking dumb. Shit's not going to get better unless things drastically change. And what about the easiest? Has anything improved in your life because of what’s happened? Certainly nothing has improved. Not much has changed for me, considering I barely ever left the house to begin with. If you have multiple pets, do they get along with each other? Are they related or even the same species? They ignore each other, really. Surprisingly, even. Roman will sit on my bed and watch Venus slither about occasionally if she's out, even meerkat pose haha, and playful as he is, it's unexpected that he *does* mostly ignore her. What was the last meal you ate? Did you have anything good? Breakfast; I had Special K cereal. I've finally started to get back on track with eating okay. Do you live somewhere where strangers say hi to you in the street? Would you like to live somewhere like that? Where we live now, if you pass someone outside in the car, it's normal and really expected to give a little wave. That's very normal here in the South though, really; you don't just have to be in your own neighborhood. Have you ever tried any of those meal replacement shakes? The chocolate Equate ones are normal in my diet, actually. They're really not bad at all and played a big role in me losing ~60lbs before. Funnily enough, I haven't found a popular name brand I like, though. Cheap stuff isn't always bad. Do you make up silly nicknames for your pets or family members? "Silly" ones, not really, besides Roman. I call him "weirdo" and "crazy" a lot, but nothing truly unique. What’s your favorite thing to take photographs of? Are you actually any good at photography? Nature or boudoir (only shot it once, but I love it and the confidence it gives people). Being as modest as possible, I honestly do think I'm pretty good at it. Do you have anything interesting planned for the rest of the day? How about for tomorrow or the weekend? I haven't had anything interesting planned in eons, it seems like. Are you going to take the vaccine for COVID once it becomes available? Once it proves to be reliable and safe, hell yes. I'm doing my goddamn part in ending this shit. How much housework have you done lately? Is this more or less than usual? A bit more than usual since I haven't finished decorating my room since moving... I've been doing it very slowly and gradually. I need to just finish it already, I'm just so unmotivated. What gifts are you hoping to get for your next birthday (or Christmas, whichever one is coming up next)? I'm fucking dying to get my tat redone/improved. Been waiting since LAST Christmas when I didn't get to use my own gifted money. Do you suffer from any form of motion sickness? No. Do you contribute regularly to any Facebook groups at all? "I’m a member of plenty, but hardly ever post." <<<< Same. I react to posts a lot, though. Just don't really make my own. When was the last time you weighed yourself? Were you happy with the numbers you saw? Ugh... when I went to the doctor I think last week. I knew it'd be bad, but the verification fucking sucked. Since moving, I've gained ~30lbs. Have you got any chronic health issues? What do you do to try and manage them as best you can? YIKES I am a CATASTROPHE. I've got a dictionary of mental health issues that I'm not gonna go through individually, but I deal with them via prescription medications and therapy and sheer will. Who taught you how to drive? My driver's ed teacher. It was mandatory in HS. What was your high school mascot? A firebird. Did you go to your senior prom? Yes. What did you do after graduation? I very briefly went to a community college. What was your first job? GameStop sales associate. If my social anxiety wasn't fucking shit, I probably would have liked it. What did you want to be when you grew up? Somewhat in order: paleontologist, vet, movie director, game designer, animal biologist, video editor (VERY brief), and photographer. Writer, poet, and artist were always something I wanted to do in my free time OR full time if I was lucky. Do you remember the first time you drank a beer? I've never tried beer and don't want to. It smells fucking awful, and because my dad is a recovered alcoholic who was addicted to that in specific, I just want nothing to do with it. Did you ever try cigarettes? No. I have absolutely never understood the appeal, but with a very addictive personality and wild anxiety, I never wanted to risk it, anyway. How did you spend your summers growing up? LOADS of swimming in the pool, jumping on the trampoline, and just playing outside in general. If you could change anything from your teenage years, would you? I'd absolutely change how I found happiness only in Jason. Do you remember your first time? No, because at that time, I didn't really realize it was sex. I know that sounds weird, like "how would you not know?", but just trust me. I don't feel like retrospecting on it. I do remember our first *kiss*-kiss, though. How much did you make per hour at your first job? I don't recall. Favorite home-cooked meal growing up? I looooved spaghetti. Favorite place to eat out growing up? McDonald's, duh, lol. Did your parents live in a different country before you were born? No. They were from different states, though. Do you have a preferred coffee brand? Don't like coffee. Have you ever dated someone who was terrible with money? No. How often do you paint your nails? Never. Do you know anyone who's related to a current or former world leader? Not that I know of. Do you do your own taxes, or do you hire a professional? I don't pay taxes because I'm unemployed. What is something you don't have any natural talent for? Speaking. At all. What is something you frequently forget? "Numbers." <<<< BIG fat same. How do you feel about your body? How much I hate it is on my mind literally every waking moment of my life to some degree. Who is someone you would like to get to know better? So I have this Facebook friend Courtlynn who seems very similar to me, and I'd love to get to know her better. We interact via posts here and there, but have never seriously talked. What's your opinion on assisted suicide? I am very much for it when a person is in serious pain and recovery is not possible. Like one of my greatest nightmares is being paralyzed from the neck down, and I stg I would spite whichever fucker had jurisdiction over me living. That would be absolute torture for me. At what point do you consider a relationship to be "long-term?" A year, so long as you were consistently together. Stable. What jobs did your parents have when you were growing up? My dad's been a mailman my entire life, and he had a second job at Lowe's for a while as a carpenter. He hated it. Mom worked with computer data at the hospital when I was very young, and then she was an assitant and special needs teacher for a long time. Do they still have these jobs? Or different jobs? Or have they retired? ^ about Dad. It's his only job now. Mom is currently on disability. Do you have a cell contract plan, or are you on a pre-paid plan? Would you believe me if I said I'm unsure? Haha. I use a Tracfone, and my mom takes care of whatever plan comes with that, so idk. Would your parents be okay with you dating someone of another race? Mom, absolutely. I'm unsure about Dad. I mean he wouldn't *seriously* care so long as they were good to me, but I think he might still be kinda racist. Or he just jokes about it a lot (which should not be joked about, btw). Do you like when friends stop by unexpectedly? "No way lol. I’m very much of a loner and want to be “prepared” to spend time with people." <<<< Absolutely this. How strong are your feelings for the last person you kissed? I love her very, very much. What was the last thing someone else bought for you? Food, I'm sure. Are you attracted to the last person you exchanged numbers with? I haven't seen a picture of her in years, so I have no idea. I remember she was beautiful, though. Is music a daily part of your life? Not daily, no. Some days I only watch YT videos instead of listen to music. What do you think of country music? Not a fan at all. It's ironic considering it was my favorite genre as a little kid. There's the occasional country song I like (mostly ones from my childhood, though), but those are few and far between. Tim McGraw, now, I love. Did you go to your high school’s graduation? Yeah, even though I didn't want to. I didn't care enough about the actual ceremony. Who was the last person to message you on Facebook? What would you do if that person told you they have feelings for you? That would be the woman I took family pictures for. She's married and we barely know each other, so I can assure you she doesn't. When you apply your make-up, do you do it in a specific order? On the very rare occasion I wore makeup, yes. Eyeliner, usually eyeshadow, mascara, and most rarely, black lipstick. Does it matter to you if your significant other smokes? Yes. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? Mom, I think. Do you like where you are in life right now? HA. Is your mom overbearing? No.

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artificialqueens · 7 years

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TO THE HILLS; (multiship) → MERROW; prologue

(a/n) Adore’s confused, Jinkx’s a mess, Trixie and Katya are blatantly shagging, Alaska’s probably telepathic, Courtney has denounced love, Bianca knows everything, Ivy’s very pretty and Manila just wants to cry. Throw in magic, curses, circumstances of the most supernatural kind and the potential for impending world doom and college just got a lot harder.

Ivy grins, shaking her hair away from her face. “It’s not like that.”

“It sounds like that,” Adore protests, looking up at the girl in front of her. Ivy, with her green, green dress and hair threaded full of flowers, a butterfly wing shawl around her shoulders looked like anybody’s stereotype of a hippie. Albeit a very glamorous one – Adore doesn’t think she’s ever seen Ivy in anything that looked less than three hundred pounds.

Ivy shrugs, still grinning. It’s kind of dark and the shadows make her eyes look bigger, darker than Adore’s used too. Not that she’s too used to Ivy. She knows the girl from around campus – they’ve got mutual friends in Alaska and Willam and Alyssa but Ivy’s quieter than Adore, spends less time in the party scene and more time with the arts kids. Bianca probably knew her.

“If this is a trick,” Adore begins. From what Adore does know of Ivy, tricking somebody is out of character, let alone somebody she barely knows. But the alternative is that Ivy actually believes in what she told Adore and that’s a whole different concept and maybe Adore should say something to Alaska, ask her to keep any eye on the blonde girl.

“Not a trick.” Ivy promises. “It sounds weird, I know,” she laughs slightly, awkwardly. “But once you get your head around this – just trust me.”

Oh yes, trust the girl she doesn’t even know. Still, Adore agrees and Ivy sends her a blindingly bright smile in return.

Why walking to the motorway bridge is a good idea – in the middle of the night – Adore doesn’t know. She could get mugged, or killed, or run over. The bridge could collapse on top of them. Ivy could be a serial killer and Adore could be her next victim. Something about the girl makes Adore want to trust her though and so Adore follows.

She’s lived in Carlotta for three years now but she still doesn’t know the road Ivy takes her down. Which kind of makes sense, Adore’s happy with knowing the high street and the shops and where the campus begins and ends. But the unnamed street, full of houses that have no lights on and a road empty of cars– it’s eerie. It’s uncomfortable.

“We’re not far,” Ivy reassures, tucking her hair behind her ear. She smiles at Adore and Adore adds a mental note to what she knows of Ivy; doesn’t fucking stop smiling. It’s cute maybe, but more than that it’s creepy. Why Adore was with Ivy, she didn’t know. If Bianca was here she’d probably yell at Adore for being stupid and walking with the girl to god knows where but Bianca wasn’t, it was just Ivy and Adore and the quiet, empty roads.

“Why the bridge?” Adore asks, looking sideways at Ivy. “If this was real, if this was anywhere – why the bridge?”

Ivy shrugs elegantly, one shoulder lifting up after the other. It moves her hair, gentle blonde waves falling down her back. When Adore first met Ivy – she thinks it was Jinkx who introduced them – she had auburn hair. The blonde didn’t look like dye but Adore couldn’t particularly remember the auburn looking so either – unalike Adore’s at the time which had been bright red and had had dark, dark roots. “I don’t choose where it happens,” Ivy explains. “Nobody does – it just does. Some people have like, an intuition for where it is. Manila does, and Trixie always knows but they don’t know why. None of us do.”

“Will Manila be there tonight?” Adore knew the older girl. She knew her much more than she knew Ivy, and maybe if Manila was there she could explain this complete mindfuck and maybe refer Ivy to a therapist.

“Maybe,” Ivy hums. “She comes and goes. But Trixie will be there, with Katya. And Sharon’s always about, and Farrah. Probably Alyssa too.”

Alyssa was weird but Alyssa wasn’t the type to go to some weird cult gathering under the bridge. And Katya was wild and it was probably her kind of thing, expect for the whole cult bit which would probably just scare her. It didn’t sound something like Trixie would do but Trixie did pretty much whatever Katya did. Adore didn’t really know Farrah that well but it was a guarantee that Sharon would be up for something weird.

“Do you have these a lot?”

Ivy shrugs once more. “I never know when they’re going to happen really. It’s not so much my forte. But Manila, like I said. And Jinkx always reminds me.”

“Jinkx isn’t here tonight though?” Adore asks, thinking of the red haired girl. She’d met the girl back when she’d moved to Carlotta, Jinkx lived in the dorm opposite Adore and she’d helped Adore move her things in when she’d joined the college. Despite Jinkx’s helpfulness however, she still didn’t know so much about the other girl. She did theatre with Bianca and could be found in Alaska’s dorm fifty percent of the time but Adore didn’t really know her. There were rumours of a big fight, Jinkx and Roxxxy Andrews and a whole flood of drama that happened with it but that had been before Adore had been there, and Jinkx didn’t really seem the type to fight.

“She’d got a big test tomorrow,” Ivy explained, eyes crinkling at the mention of the girl. “Biochemistry.”

“And,” Adore asked, “That’s okay with your…group? You don’t all mind that she doesn’t attend?”

“Why would we?” Ivy frowned “There’s never times when everyone’s there. People have lives.”

“From what you said though,” Adore looks up at the taller girl. “This is your life.”

“Well, it’s a part of it,” Ivy smiles awkwardly. “But so is college. And like, everything else. People can do more than one thing.”

“No I get that,” Adore sighs slightly, “you just told me and it sounds like – I don’t know. Mormonism. Once you’re in you cannot escape.”

“The mafia,” Ivy laughs, pulling a metal kissing gate open. It swings back against Adore, cold and glinting silver in the moonlight. “No we’re not anything like that. It’s not a religion or gang or anything. Like. A cult, it’s not a cult.”

Adore said nothing, suddenly feeling rather foolish.

“Sorry,” Ivy says, stepping harshly on a bramble. “I didn’t explain it very well – I’m not very good at this part. Normally it’s Jinkx or Courtney who does it.”

“Courtney?” Adore repeats, stopping in her tracks. Courtney as in her Courtney? As in Courtney Act, the ‘C’ of ABC, one third of the AAA girls? Courtney as in the small, easily excited Australian girl that was one of Adore’s best friends? That Courtney?

“Fuck,” Ivy hisses and the curse sounds strange coming from the gentle girl. Ivy was all shy and sweetheart and what was easily one of Adore’s most spoken words didn’t sound right coming from the good-natured girl. “Sorry,” She apologises. “I wasn’t meant to say anything – Courtney wanted to tell you herself. Fuck, fuck. I have such a big mouth, I am so sorry.”

“Tell me what?” Adore frowns, brushing past a nettle. “Your mouth is cute.”

Red floods Ivy’s cheeks. “Thank you. It’s not but you’re sweet. But no, her part in this thing. I guess I should stop talking, I spend too much time around Alyssa, I’ve lost all my filters.”

Adore laughs slightly at the dig on Alyssa. It was true, the dancer said exactly what she thought when she thought it and didn’t really seem to ever care about the consequences. Adore would have said that an influence was probably good for Ivy. In this case, it was just frustrating. What did Courtney know, why hadn’t she said anything before?

“We’re almost here,” Ivy pulls her hair back from her face. “You walk really quickly.”

“I am wearing boots,” Adore points out, doing a kick for demonstration. Ivy laughs. “You’re wearing pumps I don’t even know how you manage to walk out here; it’s all rocky and shit.”

“I’ve had a lot of practice I guess,” Ivy hums “I don’t think I really own any flat shoes.” Adore shakes her head. Sure she likes heels and dressing up and she has a lot of fierce, six inch boots but not owning any flat shoes? Around campus Adore pretty much lives in trainers. She has three pairs of fluffy slippers – one of which was technically Bianca’s. She goes to class with bare feet, or just in tights to the chagrin of Bianca and Courtney who both insist her feet stink. Alaska just laughs and takes her own shoes off to match her.

Ivy leads her down a sudden turn, leaving the path completely. The grass is long and damp, cold through Adore’s tights. Ivy doesn’t seem discomforted but the change from the path has re-sprung all of Adore’s earlier doubts about the creepiness of the situation back upon her. Ivy could literally murder her and nobody would know – and of course no one would suspect Ivy Winters.

But Ivy doesn’t suddenly pull an axe out her shawl or anything; she doesn’t stop and push Adore to the ground. Instead she continues walking and Adore follows, the grassy bank levelling out and turning into concrete.

The motorway stretched above them, strangely empty. Moving to Carlotta Adore had been so confused why there was a motorway going through the town, and how nobody ever seemed to use it. Over the last years she’d gotten used to it – being something quaint, a reminder of when Carlotta was on the journey to more illustrious places. But tonight it’s like she’s just seeing it all over again. The lights on it are automatic and come on when it’s dark but even so they still seem oddly dim and soft.

Under the bridge a figure emerges and for a minute Adore’s certain that this is some kind of murder waiting to happen. But the figure moves closer and its Trixie, grinning delightedly at the two of them. Her hairs pulled up into space buns and her lips are a soft pink and she looks nothing like a serial killer. Admittedly, serial killers probably didn’t dress like the joker but still. Adore knew Trixie.

“You made it!” Her voice is happy and as Adore and Ivy come closer Adore can see more people underneath the bridge, pink and white lights spilling out and elongating their shadows.

“Trixie!” Ivy grins, rushing forwards. Trixie has to stand on tiptoes to return her hug. Adore stands there, feeling awkward and out of place.

“Adore!” A voice calls and Manila is suddenly there. “I’m so glad you came!”

“I’m still not really sure what’s happening,” Adore shrugs, looking up at the black and white haired girl. She’s plaited her hair in two, braids falling down her shoulders. Her lipstick is dark and her eyeliner harsh and she stands out against Ivy and her hippie-styled attire and Trixie and her fluffy pink skirt and Adore and her holey tights and boots and grubby t-shirt. Manila looks proper and perfectly made up and styled, as if she were out to a restaurant or something and not underneath a motorway at eleven at night.

“Neither are we to be honest,” Manila admits, pulling Adore forwards. There are more people emerged from under the bridge – Alyssa and Katya and Sharon. There’s a girl with pink hair who Adore’s seen around before and a girl with hair a soft green who Adore doesn’t know.

“Trixie rung me this morning – woke Raja up. Said she’d seen you – that it was your time.”

“She’d seen me?” Adore repeats, confused and more than a little uncomfortable. The two are friends, they live in the same dorm block – of course they saw each other.

“I don’t mean in person,” Manila explains, twisting her hands together. “Trixie – she dreams things. Not like that. She saw you – on the wall.”

Adore was more confused than ever and she was wishing that she’d just ignored Ivy when she’d approached her and told her, her fairy tale. Whatever was going on with Manila and Trixie and Katya, she didn’t want part of it.

“Just come on,” Manila says, picking up Adore’s wrist again and dragging her under the bridge. Adore let her, all too ready to wake up and this all be a really weird dream, a side effect of the cold pasta and cheese she’d eaten before she went to sleep or something.

The tunnel is heavily painted, lanterns scattered about. There’s a sting of pink fairy lights on the floor, lying over several blankets and quilts that have been laid out. Manila continues to pull Adore forwards and Adore wants to protest, she’s had it.

But she stops.

There are voices behind her – she can hear Sharon greeting someone.

The wall in front of Adore is covered in a myriad of graffiti, names and doodles and pictures and colours all interweaving each other.

“Adore?” Somebody walks up behind her and it’s an Australian accent and she knows it must have been Courtney who just arrived and who Ivy greeted.

But Adore can’t move.

Amidst the paint that covers the wall in front of her, is her.

Adore’s painted there, her hair long and green, twisting amongst the other paintings. Painted-Adore has her eyes closed, a sunflower clasped in her hand. Butterflies are perched in her hair, on her hands, everywhere. It doesn’t look freshly painted – everything else on the wall is combined around it as if it had always been there.

It’s beautiful – it’s fucking unbelievable.

“Adore?” Courtney asks again, coming to stand next to her.

Adore can’t take her eyes of the recreation of her. She looks eternal. “What the fuck?”

(a/n) This is my first admission to this site and it’s probably shit so I apologise rip. Please review however, and if you have any requests for things to happen in the next chapters or whatever, please do say. Ta – Merrow, xo

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