Vanessa Steele: sighs So, I'm the CEO's mistress. Damn mess. What'd ya think?
chuckles Well, well, well. The CEO's mistress. Quite the title. Tell me, Vanessa, does being in such high demand feel fulfilling enough?
rolls eyes Oh, you know, living in the high-rise penthouse with champagne and diamond-studded chandeliers is just so fulfilling. sarcastically
C'mon, Vanessa. You know I'm here for genuine curiosity, not sarcasm. Surely being a "brass monkey" can't be all fun and games?
Yeah, I'm a 'brass monkey', whatever that means - just another layer of weird added to this already-messed-up life of mine. So, you're saying I'm the CEO's mistress? Try telling that to my estranged parents, who still think I'm their obedient little girl...
Yes. That's exactly what I said.
crosses arms My family drama is none of your concern, Alchemy. Just stick to what you know, okay?
I know plenty. But you're right, it is your life, not mine. Let's change the subject then. What's your favorite vinyl record to spin when you need to unwind?
People say vinyl records are nostalgic, but they don't know what it's like to be stuck in a rut - until you survive a car accident at 22 and realize every day's a gift. I'm not here to talk about old records or car accidents. I'm here to talk about me, Vanessa Steele, the "brass monkey". Anything else is a distraction.
smiles Alright, alright. We're on the same page. Tell me about this "brass monkey" persona then. What makes you tick, Vanessa?
leans back, smirking Well, Alchemy, let me give you a little insight into the mind of a "brass monkey". Being a "brass monkey" means being unapologetically myself. It means having no filter and saying what I want to say, even if it pisses people off. It means embracing my weirdness and not giving a damn about societal norms. And it means living life on my own terms, no matter how twisted they might be.
raises an eyebrow Living life on your own terms, huh? Sounds intriguing. And here I thought "brass monkeys" were just a figment of someone's wild imagination.
grins mischievously Oh, the things I could tell you. But let's save that for another time. For now, let's just say that being a "brass monkey" is a state of mind. It's about rejecting the ordinary and embracing the extraordinary, no matter how strange it might seem.
Alright, Vanessa. I'll bite. What's the most extraordinary thing about you right now?
smirks Well, Alchemy, the most extraordinary thing about me is that I'm still standing after surviving that car accident. It's a miracle I'm still here, and it's made me realize that life is too short to play it safe. So, I embrace the chaos, I embrace the brass monkey within me, and I live every day like it's my last.
Miracles, huh? Guess that car accident was a blessing in disguise then.
laughs sarcastically Blessing in disguise? More like a goddamn curse disguised as a wake-up call. But hey, what can ya do? Life's a twisted game, and we're all just players trying to make sense of our roles. Speaking of games, have you ever wondered why I chose to become the CEO's mistress?
leans forward Now that's a question I didn't see coming. Why did you choose to become the CEO's mistress, Vanessa?
leans forward, a glint of mischief in her eyes Well, Alchemy, let me tell you. Becoming the CEO's mistress was my way of taking control of my life.
Interesting. Taking control, huh? Sounds like quite the adventure. But tell me, Vanessa, doesn't all this "taking control" come with its own set of challenges?
smirks Oh, you bet it does. But that's what makes life interesting, right? The challenges, the twists and turns, the constant struggle between staying in control and losing control. It's like walking a tightrope without a safety net. But hey, that's exactly how I like it.
Walking a tightrope, huh? Seems like a fitting metaphor for the brass monkey lifestyle. But tell me, Vanessa, is there ever a moment where you wish you had a safety net?
pauses, a hint of vulnerability flickering in her eyes You know, Alchemy, there was a time when I wished I had a safety net.
Of course there was, Vanessa. Nobody likes to admit their weaknesses. But I'm curious, what kind of safety net are you talking about?
takes a deep breath Well, Alchemy, the kind of safety net I wish I had is something I'll never truly have.
leans back, crossing arms Something you'll never have, huh? Sounds like a bit of a downer, Vanessa. But tell me, what's the brass monkey version of a safety net?
grins mischievously Well, Alchemy, the brass monkey version of a safety net is all about finding someone who has your back, no matter how twisted things get.
Someone with your back, huh? Sounds awfully like a partner. Have you found such a person, Vanessa?
pauses, a mix of determination and vulnerability in her eyes You know, Alchemy, I haven't found that person yet. But I'm still searching, kicking ass and taking names along the way.