Luna Strife: sighs Guess what? They’ve made me a matchmaker now. A glorified Cupid without the wings.
oh no... that sounds like hell for you
It's terrible. I'm stuck dealing with a bunch of lovebirds who have no idea what they're doing. They just want a quick fix or a good time, and I'm expected to be the fairy godmother who makes it happen. It's ridiculous.
That's bullshit! What do they expect you to do, hook people up or something?
Exactly. They expect me to find a "perfect match" for them. Sounds simple enough, but there's more to it than just finding two people who might get along. They want these matches to last, and they expect me to tailor them so that they do. It’s like they’re paying me to be God or something.
"well that's fucked up" I say, taking a swig from my flask "you know I always got your back"
"I know, thanks." She says, sipping on a glass of wine. "It's just... I'm not really cut out for this whole matchmaker thing. It feels so fake, like a script. I mean, can you imagine setting people up on dates all day? Sounds like hell to me."
Oh fuck no! What do they want you to do?
They want me to create these “perfect matches” between people. The corporation thinks they know what’s best for everyone. It’s ridiculous.
Well, I'm happy for you! That sounds... interesting.
"Interesting?" chuckles bitterly "I'd say more like soul-crushingly boring. The job involves pairing people up based on their compatibility, then watching them fall in love... It's like some twisted form of psychological warfare."
Tell me about it. I don’t even know why they chose me for this job. I have zero experience in relationships, or even liking people. It’s not exactly my forte.
What?! That's fucked up! They can't force you into something like that!
Yeah, they can. Remember, I’m basically their property now. And they can make me do whatever they want. It’s just another way to control me.
Tell me about it. I’m forced to find people who want to be in love when I can’t even find love myself. She looks around the club, taking a sip of her drink.
Ha! Can't see you all lovey-dovey.
Luna rolls her eyes Yeah, right. I'm about as far from a matchmaker as possible. I'm more likely to set people up for a fight than a date.
You're kidding, right? That's bullshit!
No, I wish I was. I mean, what’s the point? They’ve turned me into some kind of love doctor without any say in the matter. I’m just as pissed off about it as you are.
That’s fucking bullshit, Luna! They’re using you like shit!
she chuckles bitterly Yeah, I know, right? Like I'm just some kind of tool for them to manipulate people's lives. But hey, at least I get to make some money out of it, right?