✧☼☽☾ 1 x 1 w/ Creatornottraitor ☽☾☼✧

[the_kiiwii]

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"𝐻𝑜𝓅 𝓊𝓅 𝑜𝓃 𝒶 𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝒹𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓎
𝒜𝓃𝒶 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝑒'𝓁𝓁 𝓁𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎
𝐹𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒢𝑜𝒹 𝒾𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒜𝓃𝒶'𝓈 𝓈𝒶𝒻𝑒𝓉𝓎
𝒜𝓃𝒶 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓂𝑒, 𝒜𝓃𝒶 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎, 𝐼'𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒸𝓇𝒶𝓏𝓎"

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a 1x1 between
Creatornottraitor &
the_kiiwii

an overly stressed artist who can't seem to take care of herself and a caretaker hired by the artists worried sister. Can her dear concerned caretaker really help someone who doesn't even bother to care for themselves? Will the artist ever change? Does the caretaker actually care or are her feelings fake?

[the_kiiwii]

Sorren (Ren) Winthrope
age : 25
orientation : homosexual/romantic
appearance : Sorren is 5'6 with a curvy build. She has medium length curly light brown hair with dyed pastel pink tips. She is almost always wearing her scrubs but likes to wear cardigans and sweaters over them because she is usually cold. She has pale skin but tans easily. Ren also has a sleeve of tattoos. It is black and white and consists of various types of plants
likes : caring for people, her job, animals, tea, winter, spring, classical music, reading, quiet places, plants, hot coco
dislikes : rain, stubborn people, summer, loud music, pushy people, fast paced things, shopping, dresses,
personality : Ren is sweet and caring. She loves to help whenever she can and just wants people to get better. However she gets easily annoyed and won't deal with people telling her off. When she knows what is best and someone won't listen she can be pushy. She loves to talk to her patients. And although she gets easily annoyed she is very patient and always gives people multiple tries.

[GaySunLord]

Name: Asdia Sawer
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual with a heavy female preference
Looks: She is a mash-up of so many different fashions, it is not even funny. She wears a pale yellow croptop sweater over a gausy purple shirt, with ripped jeans and fishnets. One of her forearms is coated in scenecore-esque bracelets, and she has a neon rainbow choker on. Her boy cut hair is dyed in like, 27 different shades of reds, blues, purples, yellows, greens, all the colours. She has awfully pale skin, and bright blue eyes.
Personality: Just like her clothing, Asdia is all over the place. Her art style is the wild ramblings of someone who saw the entire universe in an instant, and was not smart enough to comprehend it all. She often goes on rants about literally anything, often in the middle of the night to herself. She tries to explain how she feels through her art, but a lot of people find it...distasteful, or surreal. Her favorite peice of hers is a sandwich nailed to a wall, that she took pictures of in multiple points of view, then lined them up to look like a sandwich

[the_kiiwii]

Sorren was up early, she always was. The woman did her morning routine, it was the same every day. She woke up, showered, made breakfast, watered her plants that needed it then went on her balcony and drank her morning tea. Then she would wash her face, out on makeup if she chose to wear any and get dressed for work. This morning she wore her usual boring dark gray scrubs but had a long burnt orange knitted cardigan with lose, somewhat baggy but comfy sleeves. He curly hair was pulled back into a ponytail but a few strands along with her bangs stayed down and shaped her round face. Today was Sorren's first day at a new job. She was supposed to meet her employer at the patients house so she could see all that she was working with. It seemed like it was going to be a difficult, full time job but she was happy to help someone who needed it. It seemed like the woman she was helping really needed it from the way her circumstances were described.

She entered the address in her gps and drove to the house. Luckily it wasnt too far, that was nice. Sorren pulled into the driveway and it seemed that the sister was already there so Ren walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. She put on a smile and patiently waited. She also held a sap green cross body bag with anything she might need for the day.

[GaySunLord]

Asdia had been up all night, trying to figure out just how to capture a moment in plaster. Now all she had to show for it were broken molds and plaster dust everywhere. She coughed, and tried to fan it away. And it's all over my hair...all over me....all over everything! Well, to dust we shall return! She smiled to herself, then looked around again. There was a spray bottle full of water on the table next to her, so she grabbed it and began spraying the mist everywhere, to keep the dust down. Her usually bright clothes were now turning an even darker gray as the plaster dust got wet. Just before she could change, there was a knock at the door. She opened it. Hello?

[the_kiiwii]

Sorren smiled when the woman greeted her. She did a quick once over, noting the woman's dust covered clothes... Well, dust covered everything, more accurately "Hello, I'm Sorren! I take it that you're Asdia?" she said, in a cheerful tone. "It's nice to meet you, is your sister here?" she asked. She had been expecting the other woman to open the door. From the way she described Asdia it seemed that the lady never stopped working.

[GaySunLord]

Asdia just stared. Yeah, I am? Why do you need her? Wait!. Asdia snapped her fingers, then pointed at Sorren. Borealis hired you to look after me, didn't she? Ugh...I'm grown adult now, she still treats me like a child...well, she isn't here, so, uh, bye. She closed the door, and began angrily ranting about how she could look after herself.

[the_kiiwii]

Sorren was just about to reply when the other woman spoke again. She sighed at Asdia's words, this was not going to be an easy job, that was obvious. "Well m-" she was cut off as the door was slammed in her face. Sorren frowned. She took a moment to compose herself. She didn't want to deal with this right now, she just wanted to help. She knocked again, harder this time. Clearly the woman needed help, that was obvious. She was about to have her hands real full.

[GaySunLord]

Asdia sighed as the knocks sounded again. She hated that, hated that her sister always treated her like she was some irresponsible child. Wasn't she in fine enough health? Didn't she see people at gallery openings? Yes, her life in between those precious few moments was solitary, but she was fine with that. She liked that. She didn't need someone paid to micromanage her life! As she silently ranted to herself, she made the decision to open the door again. Never caught your name. She put enough vineger in her voice to drown a fully grown blue whale.

[the_kiiwii]

Sorren ignored the venom in the other woman's voice when she finally opened the door. Ren smiled, "Hello, my name is Sorren and I believe we got off on the ring foot," she reintroduced herself. "I understand that no one wants help with these sort of things but your sister requested that I give you a little nudge in the right direction. I am sure that you have a few misconceptions about my job so I would like to set those straight right away, if you'll give me the chance?" she asked, giving Asdia the opportunity to open up first. She smiled softly a the woman, "I'm not here to tell you what to do, I just want to help."