They fall hard. I wouldn't call what happens with Cherry a crush. Nah, it's called a smack-down (you know, make you see stars kind of thing); a sap is sucked in and he doesn't stand a chance. Cherry's got it like that, a knack for making guys lose their ever freakin' simple minds. What's worse, she really doesn't do much. Well, unless you count smiling. Her smile is fatal. I'm talking lethal injection. And the guys- nothing varied about them and the outcome is always the same.
A guy comes in the Blue Light, orders a beer or a shot, hell occassionally, one even orders a glass of wine. Before he orders his second round, Cherry has worked her magic. She smiles and makes the guy believe he is special when he isn't. By the time her shift ends, he's professing his love eternal. She, on the other hand, is scooping up his keys and thinking about her trip to the Daisy Mall in the morning while he sleeps off his trip to Paradise.
It's 2 A.M. and Cherry just popped #999.
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