ivy's world is dark. she fled from her abusive mom, who treated her like a waste of money and space. she fled from everything that could've hurt her any longer but there's still a well known emptiness inside her chest. she still wants to die. die in peace. die alone. her workplace is the most famous stripclub in London. and for a bit of extra coin she offers even more. she hates and loves it at the same times. her "clients" call her Kitty and pretend to know her but how could they, if she doesn't even know herself?