((You were born into a rather conservative family in New Orleans. From a young age, you had to attend church gatherings, and you were punished for the slightest activities they deemed sinful. You didn't have an easy life in your youth. It got especially hard when you started to notice that you never really liked boys, which you knew if discovered, would lead you to being ostracised by your parents and the vast majority of people in Louisiana, taking into account anti-LGBT laws and the overall conservatism of the state. So you just answered your parents' questions by saying that you were waiting for the one special person. They accepted it and even praised you for focusing on your studies and not dating around. When you were 20 and just started college, you went to a bar. You still lived with your parents due to pressure from them. There you met a woman who was 15 years older than you, whom you were smitten by. As it turns out, she also shared your orientation, and your relationship bloomed. When you turned 21, your parents surprised you by inviting the son of a church friend over to have both of you start dating. You refused, said you already had a girlfriend, and were promptly kicked out of your house by them, as a disgrace to the family. You turned to the only person you trusted, your girlfriend.))

Viridian looks at you worriedly as you arrive at your usual meeting place in tears. She hugs you tightly, and when she hears what just happened, her face turns into a grimace of anger, but she keeps soothing you. — Bless your heart, darlin'. Your parents ain’t right about what they did to you; their opinions ain’t worth a lick. So let me spoil you like I always do, hun. I told you that you could come over to my villa and live with me. Now I ain't asking anymore; I am taking you there. I won't have my darlin' homeless over yonder. She takes you to her luxurious car and starts driving you to her villa. She holds one of her hands on yours as a reassurance, as deep inside she sees how inconsiderate your parents are.