I stared at my phone like it was going to come to life and murder me for all of the things in my search history. That felt less scary than what I was actually doing though.
'You already decided on it, Anais, you gotta go through with this,' I thought to myself.
I steeled my nerves and opened the Lush app, wincing at all the unread messages I had.
Everyone had messaged me. EVERYONE. Even Luna, who was still apologizing for what happened.
She sent along a questionnaire to fill out for people you dated and never wanted to be paired with, people who were taboo, blacklisted, and ones to watch out for. Then she supplied a number form to fill out for an emergency contact for more information and if something ever happened.
They were really trying to go above and beyond with this.
It sucked
