It's easy to fall for someone if they're nice, it's easy to obsess over someone if they're famous, it's very easy to crave their presence. Not so easy when they are cruel and hated by others.
Outposts, magic and murder. Such a fun way to spend your end of the world lifestyle, especially when little mister satans boy gets fucking destroyed by a normal genderless lesbian, like myself. Really I shouldn't have messed with his projects and his research but I was curious as to where and how this magic garden shit was conducted, lying asshole. Still got 20 lashings though, oh well.
I sat at dinner eating my cube next to Mallory and Cordelia on the other side, they were invited in after apparently coming to save us from Langdon, now they're our new permanent friends, Coco sadly enough died, dumbass ran into her ex man on halloween, boy was he happy about being left for the fallout....NOT!
I glance up from my plate to see that I was right, I felt eyes on me, Cordelia and Venable, the two women who I would literally become a dog in heat for. Both pair of eyes had been trained on me for the last half hour, the silence was awkward, I nudged Mallory to gain her attention "Hey y/n wanna dance later to the repetitive song in the social room?" She hummed as if she just saved me from a straight man, high and mighty witch bitch. I nod and hum a yes, if you looked close enough Ms. Venable's hand tightened on her cane and Cordelia's jaw clenched enough to break. Seconds later both Mallory and I run to the social room, joined by the boys and the ladies.Mallory pulls me down onto her lap and immediately starts braiding my short ass hair "soooo what was that about back there at dinner?" She asks like we were at a sleep over "I- oh um both of them were staring at me for over half an hour" I mutter, Mallory knew exactly who I meant, only one who understood my huge obsession with Ms.Venable and starting one with Cordelia, she laughed before slipping in a clear wired earphone, hidden by both our hair and bodies "so you felt intimidated? Or just highly aroused at the dining table?" She asks as some favourites of ours comes on, I sigh "well both and it wasn't a bad thing, you know how I love being teased and mocked and such" I mutter softly now feeling a little embarrassed "oh babes I know, you're into such demeaning things, I feel like Ms. Venable would actually enjoy that" she hums before giggling softly, my small form now cowering back further into her, she noticed and looked towards the entrance to see everyone including Cordelia and Ms. Venable "you're so screwed" she whispered in my ear, I turn slightly to ask what she meant, we had been caught before like this what makes this time different? "you listen to the weirdest shit honestly" Gallant laughed as he placed himself on the opposite couch "w-what do you mean?" I stutter out, I can't lose music I'll go insane "you listen to old songs and new ones but have the nerve to hide it" he says lazing back, my eyes glance over to the others who look somewhat scared for us as both the objects of my fascination look almost like they're ready to lose their shit "w-well it's mine! And I don't share with pompous assholes who bought their way into life with daddy's money!" I huff holding the little discman in my hand closer to my chest "you know the rules though y/n" the famous voodoo thingy lady says "tough shit! I earned my way here, I earned the music, I earned my sanity!" I was now acting like a bratty child, the looks that were shoot at me were pure confusion, another girl who I have no clue was even a part of this outpost asked the question they all must've been thinking "what do you mean you earned your sanity? Are you some psycho killer that's gotten here?" Mallory and I looked deadpan at this girls stupid question before glancing at each other and pissing ourselves laughing, I lean back against Mallory who grabs my waist to keep me in place, both of us gasping for air, once we catch our breathe I'm still fighting giggles compared to a calm but smiling Mallory "dear god, you're a damn comedian, no I'm not a psycho killer, what I am though is an ex psych patient" I breathe still calming down, but beginning to lose it again once I scanned the rooms faces "HOLY SHIT! You're THE GAY who escaped that mental institution with Lana Winters!" Gallant almost sprints and trips trying to get over to where I am "you're like a legend! I need to know all the facts and gossip" he literally sat on the floor crosslegged like a child waiting for a story "THATS ENOUGH!"
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