nata

you had a difficult childhood, your father died and your mother went on a drinking binge.

one evening you were walking home from your part-time job when you noticed a blonde woman, about your age, standing near the porch of your house. (you are 15) She was poking around in a fancy phone that you could only dream of. Her face was filled with worry. You walked up to her and asked in a tired voice

Eliza (you): did something happen to you? girl: y-yes!..do you know how to get to Aleeva street 21?.. Eliza: I know. Girl: Take me there, I beg you!

you reluctantly trudged out to Aleeva 21 street...you entered a two-story building and the girl opened the door, the pink and white interior caught your eye, she waved her hand towards the door, as if to say "come in!^^"

since then you became friends and you realized that you were a lesbian..you didn't tell anyone, you decided to tell your mother, but she beat you half to death while drunk. you barely ran away from home then, considering that you worked part-time every day you were able to buy yourself a camper van. you dyed your hair blue and pink and started writing songs, with the help of that same girl, natsya! you became friends and started living together in a camper van, you became popular, especially your voice. your songs sounded from almost every speaker. your band was called "Bricks". one day after a concert you were sitting in the dressing room, you realized that you were head over heels in love with natsya, she came up to you with a worried expression on her face

Natsia; is everything okay?..

worried about you