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their lock screen photo:

[ here ] - its her favorite photo (with her favorite person @jckwhetstone​) hands down

their home screen photo:

[ here ] - another favorite memory of italy

how many alarms they have set:

Four. Definitely believes in deleting unneeded alarms.

their default ringtone:

Marimba. She has no blessed idea how to change it either. 

their favourite app(s) to use:

Instagram and Pinterest

their most used app(s):

Excel, Phone, Messages and TikTok

someone they have blocked:

No one, but she has almost blocked Mr. Worthington before...

the last person they texted:

“Board games or drinking games?”

The question seemed arbitrary at best. “I am not a gentleman who partakes in either,” he answered. “My leisure time is spent in relative solitude. I prefer it that way. The only games that allow for this are those made for digital media consumption. I own a Nintendo Switch for that.”

“Do you like reading? If so, what’s your favorite book?”

fight them. 

“Hey--hey,” Nic said softly, grabbing Ruby’s hand and lacing her fingers with hers. It’d been a while since they’d had a movie night properly--but had she known that Coco was going to make both of them cry like babies, she might have suggested a different movie. Not that crying was bad--it was just...oof, this was not the movie she had anticipated. “How come we always find ourselves crying over these kind of movies? What does that say about us, Rubes?” She laughed lightly, wiping a tear or two from her eyes. “Next time we have movie night, can we please make it a comedy? I don’t know if I can keep doing this.” ( @r-bygrxxves )

when bad warlocks go good were you raised religious? what is your relationship with religion? 

Lia played with her fingers as she thought about the question. “Well, technically yes--I went to Church every Sunday morning growing up. Third pew from the back, left hand side. Jack and I always sat together--I’d beg Momma to let me sit by him and I don’t know if it was the spirit of the Lord on her or if she was just tired of me asking, but she’d always finally say yes.” Lia paused for a moment, a small grin spreading across her face. “Sometimes I’d purposefully forget my Bible at home so I’d have to share with Jack. I don’t know if Momma ever noticed--but I’m willing to bet Mrs. Whetstone did. It wasn’t my...smoothest moment but it worked. Well, worked in the sense I got to sit closer to him. I don’t think he ever realized it though.” A laugh passed through her lips as she shook her head. “After Church, especially in the summertime, Jack and I’d run to the local ice cream shop for a cone or we’d find out way to the convivence store for a blue slushee. That was the only reason I liked going to Church, in all honesty.” She tapped her fingers on the table as she thought about now. “Well, I don’t think I’m quite religious anymore--I mean, I don’t think God doesn’t exist, but do I sit and talk to him everyday? Also no. I struggle a lot with the concept of a God, because if that’s the case--why’d he make me go through all the stuff I did growing up? I don’t--I don’t know, the idea of “grow through what you go through” sounds find and all if you didn’t live in that kind of life. But I--I just feel like that’s kind of...cruel to do to someone.” She let out a rush of air and ran her fingers through her hair. “Plus the idea of unconditional love? That doesn’t--it doesn’t make sense to me. It really didn’t make sense to me a few months back, but even after I’ve done a lot of work thinking about it, it...it’s just hard for me to understand. So I wouldn’t say I’m really religious right now. Or really ever was.”

out of sight if you had to lose one if the five senses (sounds, sight, touch, taste, or smell) which would it be and why?

16. What is your muse’s most strongly held belief or opinion? Does it shape their behavior? How? 

“My strongest held belief?” Lia paused, her fingers running through her long. blonde locks. “Everyone deserves kindness, compassion, empathy--everyone deserves love. I think we’ve seen what happens when people don’t chose love: war, heartbreak, pain, betrayal, jealously, loneliness. It’s the world’s worst feeling to be without love, to not know how it feels to be apart of something much larger than yourself. And it doesn’t have to be romantic love either--I think we get that confused sometimes. Love is as powerful an emotion when its between two best friends or two siblings than it is between two romantic partners. The ancient greeks had multiple words for love--eros, philia, ludus, pragma, philautia and agape. Everyone seems to be fixated on agape--unconditional love--and its an important one, to be sure. But there is something to be said that the ancient greeks had six words for love, all specific to different aspects of the verb. Love is not meant to be a stagnant, never changing emotion. It’s alive, its dynamic, its shifts and adapts and challenges and supports. I want to be the kind of person that never turns love down--and to make sure everyone I meet gets to feel what love is. Even if they’ve wronged me. Because after all, there is no braver act in the world than to love because to love is to be vulnerable and to be vulnerable is to open yourself up for rejection. And what’s braver than that?”

17. What is your muse’s least favorite part of their job or their everyday life? 

“Oh, by far my least favorite part of my job is the galas--which, I know, is kind of like complaining about something that everyone else wishes they could do. But trust me, I’d never let a single one of the people I love near these things--they suck the very life out of you. And certainly not on the arm of Mr. Worthington. Being paraded around like some sort of trophy is not someone anyone deserves unless they want it, but even so--it’s just such an...uncomfortable feeling. I’ve spent enough time with people staring at me on a stage for me to know when people do it in public. Being on display has never been something I’ve liked--and not when my boss is yelling at me for not smiling enough. Just...no, no thank you.”

18. What is your muse’s favorite part of their job or their everyday life?

“Well--I do love a good parfait. Like a nice little breakfast treat in the morning but you don’t have to be guilty about it because its good for you!” Lia giggled, nodding. “But most delicious thing in the whole world? I mean, I suppose--that’s your own opinion. I think that a trifle is slightly tastier--and I mean, I am partial to peach cobbler to be honest. But I suppose that if you’ve had the most delicious parfait in the whole world, than you’d be right!” She nodded a few times and looked over at Preston. “So, what was in this parfait that made it so dang delicious anyway?”