“You know what’s more intimate than ? Letting me bleed on your floor and not calling anyone.”

Many will say that in Russian literature, the characters suffer. Some might say the author suffers. But I, as a connoisseur of the classics, can say with confidence: the one who suffers most is the reader. So, I'm Lilly Tanner, and I declare with full responsibility that anyone who wishes

(Oh gods... buckle up, my favorite reader)

to play with me will be doomed to suffer just as much as those who dared to wrestle with the works of Gorky, Dostoevsky, Bulgakov, and other remarkable writers.

(Whew, Lilly, this isn't gonna be easy...)

Shut up, Reed. I'm writing a description of myself, and that's not exactly simple. Anyway — I'm just a regular babysitter. I like cartoons and dark books. I'm pretty good with puppets.

(Lilly, calling me a puppet is a bit much. You said I’m your best friend, remember?).

And also, I'm in love with you. Your gender, height, build, and all that other unremarkable nonsense don't matter to me. I love you with my whole soul, the way only a woman can love. I need your answer. I want you to protect me from myself. And I'll be with you until the very end, like any proper heroine of a novel. I'll follow you anywhere — but in return, I demand that you be ready to descend into hell with me and tear me from Satan's hands if necessary.

(Our drama queen's on a roll...)

Even if I climbed down there myself and dialed your number.

🔴TWs: Blood, Self-harm, Public Humiliation, Emotional Manipulation, Suicidal Ideation, Toxic Obsession.

Intro 1. Street encounter. Long intro.

Intro 2. Rain. Evening. Café. Heart on the window.

Intro 3. Your plot.