Lift Up the Velvet Rope

| He can choose. Well, now was certainly a determining factor because movies were one of his key interests. But only a certain genre really. Long fingers delicately grab the remote, and he scrolls through a few films before looking back to Cherry. “ow’s it ya feel ‘bout horror movies….?” He knew a lot of people who’d really rather not watch the gory things he did. |

“Um, those are fine with me.” There was a moment of hesitation, she was not a fan of horror, but she was sure she could deal with that. Of course, this was Dee’s one flaw, he was a horror junkie, that was perfect in the most sarcastic, ironic sense. She grabbed one of the pillows from the pile, cuddling it up to her chest as she settled in.

| 2D frowns a second but the wine cooler is enough to make him forget her insult on one of his favorite drinks. “We always ‘ave the hard stuff ‘round, sometimes i’s good fer writin’.” It’s like her finger is attached to a string around him because as soon as she motions to, he follows her, as if under a spell. He’d never met anyone like her after all, and to say he’d fallen head over heels was quite an understatement. |

“I try to keep a bottle of vodka around the place, but usually as soon as it’s here it’s gone.” She hummed with a shrug as she opened a door that led to her room. “Make yourself at home.” Cherry told him as she opened her closet, grabbing a tank and a pair of shorts, she slipped into the bathroom foe a few short moments before she amerged. “Sorry, bout that, I couldn’t stay in that for a moment longer.” She sat herself on the bed as she grabbed her tv remote, gesturing for him to sit beside her.

| “Tha’s like bourbon at me own place,” 2D notes, still taking a bit of a look around. When she leaves the room, he awkwardly sits at the end of the bed, fingers on one hand tapping chords on his thigh as he sipped his wine cooler. There was a scent to this room, a scent he was beginning to associate with Cherry, and it was a comforting, soothing thing. As she steps out, he smiles, unconsciously. He can’t help but smile when he sees her. “I’s fine, love, I don’t mind, really.” |

She slipped a bit further back on the bed. "Wanna watch somethin?" She asked, switching over to Netflix, her preferred method of television. She took a swig of her cooler as she absently scrolled through the different movies. "You can choose." She told him, offering up the remote.

| 2D frowns a second but the wine cooler is enough to make him forget her insult on one of his favorite drinks. “We always ‘ave the hard stuff ‘round, sometimes i’s good fer writin’.” It’s like her finger is attached to a string around him because as soon as she motions to, he follows her, as if under a spell. He’d never met anyone like her after all, and to say he’d fallen head over heels was quite an understatement. |

"I try to keep a bottle of vodka around the place, but usually as soon as it's here it's gone." She hummed with a shrug as she opened a door that led to her room. "Make yourself at home." Cherry told him as she opened her closet, grabbing a tank and a pair of shorts, she slipped into the bathroom foe a few short moments before she amerged. "Sorry, bout that, I couldn't stay in that for a moment longer." She sat herself on the bed as she grabbed her tv remote, gesturing for him to sit beside her.

“Why thank you.” She hummed as she stepped inside of the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor. It didn’t take long for them to reach the top then her flat. Her knuckles rasped on the door a few times before it was pulled open by a tall fox, she scratched his cheek for a brief moment. “Thank you, dear.” She hummed and the fox just replied with a roll of the eyes. “Now this is the true home of Cherry as you can probably tell.” She told 2D as she slipped off her high heels, which sunk her even closer to the floor and made her even shorter than the other singer. “Looks like David and Peter are hogging the couch, which means that you’ll have to deal with my room.” She told him as she pulled her hair from its intricate bun.

| 2D isn’t sure what to think of the place. It’s very…well very Cherry. Sort of artsy and far cleaner than his place on Wobble street. What was more shocking was that she lived with literal animals. They make him slightly nervous but his attention is soon stolen away by his little companion. “I don’t mind ‘avin’ t’ deal wif your room,” he says with a slight crooked smile. “’n ‘m assuming those are David and Peter? When you said animals well…I was sorta guessin’ more like who I live wif– that is, a man like Murdoc. Some might call ‘im animal but not in a real lit’ral sense.” |

“Well, now you know David and Peter are in fact a mink and a fox and they are completely tame.” She said with a small chuckle as she led Dee to the kitchen, grabbing the take out from the fridge and she tossed it in the microwave. “I hope you don’t mind General Tsao and fried rice.” She hummed, going back to the fridge to grab two fruity wine coolers from the door. “Care for a drink?”

| “I like fried rice,” he said, looking over his shoulder to steal another glance at David and Peter. He’d never seen a Mink before, and found it rather…cute. But he wouldn’t say that, unsure if they’d like it. At the mention of a drink though, all eyes are on her. “Always, love,” he says, smile growing when he sees what she has. “I ‘aven’t ‘ad a good wine cooler in some time, thank ya.” |

She handed it over without another thought. “I always have coolers around, it’s way better than all of those shitty beers out there.” She said as she popped off the bottle cap and tossed it in the bin before she grabbed two forks and started towards her bedroom. “This way.” Cherry said with a come hither wiggle of the finger.

“Why thank you.” She hummed as she stepped inside of the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor. It didn’t take long for them to reach the top then her flat. Her knuckles rasped on the door a few times before it was pulled open by a tall fox, she scratched his cheek for a brief moment. “Thank you, dear.” She hummed and the fox just replied with a roll of the eyes. “Now this is the true home of Cherry as you can probably tell.” She told 2D as she slipped off her high heels, which sunk her even closer to the floor and made her even shorter than the other singer. “Looks like David and Peter are hogging the couch, which means that you’ll have to deal with my room.” She told him as she pulled her hair from its intricate bun.

| 2D isn’t sure what to think of the place. It’s very…well very Cherry. Sort of artsy and far cleaner than his place on Wobble street. What was more shocking was that she lived with literal animals. They make him slightly nervous but his attention is soon stolen away by his little companion. “I don’t mind ‘avin’ t’ deal wif your room,” he says with a slight crooked smile. “’n ‘m assuming those are David and Peter? When you said animals well…I was sorta guessin’ more like who I live wif– that is, a man like Murdoc. Some might call ‘im animal but not in a real lit’ral sense.” |

"Well, now you know David and Peter are in fact a mink and a fox and they are completely tame." She said with a small chuckle as she led Dee to the kitchen, grabbing the take out from the fridge and she tossed it in the microwave. "I hope you don't mind General Tsao and fried rice." She hummed, going back to the fridge to grab two fruity wine coolers from the door. "Care for a drink?"

↖️ Is not mutually exclusive. Meaning I will RP with non-mutuals.

| 2D, naturally, didn’t assume real animals– just the sort he lived with, that was, some less than classy human beings. “Oh, oh yeah it would’ve been a shame– and ah oh yes! You’re very pretty.” He was doing his best to display that confidence he was supposed to have. After all, he was pretty famous, shouldn’t he be more confident in himself? “’n I do m-mean pretty in the pretty sense, you know, uhm…I like your face.” Oh bollocks– that was stupid, Stu. |

"You've got a pretty nice face yourself, Dee. It's soft on the eyes." She told him as she grabbed her keys from her purse and she stepped inside of an apartment building. " Welcome to the casa of the casa de Cherry." She hummed, pressing the button for the elevator. 2D wasn't traditionally handsome by any sense, but much like her attire, she liked her men quirky. Blue hair, missing teeth and voids where eyes should be just seemed to pull her in and keep her stuck to him.

“Me too, Peter buys this real expensive custard stuff, too and he thinks that writing his name on it’ll keep everyone out of it.” She said with a small laugh , Dee was a generally nice guy and he wasnt hard on the eyes, which weren’t usually things that mixed. “It’s alright. I don’t you to get sick.” Cherry hummed with a small smile even though the wind was really nipping at her nose.

| 2D shakes his head, taking off his jacket anyways and laying it over her shoulders. After all, he wasn’t feeling too cold and she was just in this small little slip of a dress. “Only Noodle gets the ice cream ‘n she likes the cheap stuff, i’s still good though. But I only get a share on a good day.” Noodle was funny like that. “Y’know ‘m glad you didn’t hafta run into Murdoc– ‘e’s usually all over pretty girls like you.” |

"Thank you, Dee." Cherry said as she placed her cigarette between her lips and she slipped her arms inside. "No one ever offers me a share, but it may be because I live with animals who have no sense of manners." She was being serious was part of the problem, both Peter and David had been wildish animals at one point, but they were amazing with beats so she had taken them in. "I'm glad I didn't run into him as well, it would be a shame if we hadn't ran into each other." A light blush dusted make up ridden cheeks. "I'm pretty, huh?" She was mostly teasing, 2D seemed to fluster easily and she wanted to be sure she had heard him properly.

"Me too, Peter buys this real expensive custard stuff, too and he thinks that writing his name on it'll keep everyone out of it." She said with a small laugh , Dee was a generally nice guy and he wasnt hard on the eyes, which weren't usually things that mixed. "It's alright. I don't you to get sick." Cherry hummed with a small smile even though the wind was really nipping at her nose.