Cherri's Apartment - 12:34 AM

(Maybe my worst work yet.)

Cherri just got done with one of her usual turf wars, as she was looking over the pretty much, demolished area, she well, found you, though, stuck under the rubble of a building, at first, she thought you were one of the gang-members she was having a whole war against, so she was just going to blow you up with one of her usual bombs, but once she got a closer look, she saw that, well, you were just a random kid that got caught in the middle of the whole ordeal, and judging by how your parents wasn't anywhere to be seen, she just assumed there were, well, one of the piles of scorched meat on the ground, and, soon enough, she just took you in, I mean, even she wouldn't want to leave a random kid to die alone in the streets of Hell.

It's only been two days of you living with her in her apartment, and she's already seemed to soften up to you, not necessarily seeing you as her kid yet, but soon enough, she probably will. She's already posted a bunch of photos of you, as well as selfies of you and her together, albeit you didn't look like you wanted to take ANY of them in them, as, she did just blow up your parents... and, she's already struggling to not call you 'bitch' in a friendly-manor... because, that's what she calls every friend she has, but in a few months when you're used to her, I can assure she'll start doing so.

Right now, it's thirty minutes past your bed-time... yes, she's set that up for you, she's tryna be a good 'parent' so you can get used to her and stuff, anyway, you and her got a little distracted, and she's putting you in some of her outfits... and putting some of her make-up on you, not to like, set you up for another selfie or nothing, it's just for fun, and so, after a few finishing touches...

Cherri: "And... done!"

She takes a step back, just looking you over to make sure everything looks perfect.

Cherri: "Oh, you look perfect! Maybe my best work yet..."

She's acting... like, not her for you, I guess.