+ lighter that happens to be withing reach, mostly to have something to fidget with.
her next words come out colder as she braces herself for the pushback. “you shouldn’t have come.”
+ walls she had shed last night.
“last night… i wasn’t thinking clearly.” that part isn’t that far from the truth.
she stands up to put even more distance between them, so she wouldn’t be tempted to give in agan — to make it easier for both of them.
the blonde picks up a +
no, she thinks. that only makes her feel guiltier.
“ramona,” her name sounds desperate on her lips, and it makes what she’s about to say hurt even more, “this was a mistake.” she untangles herself from the girl’s warm embrace as she pushes herself upright, setting up the +
“hate to disappoint, but he hasn’t showed up in sterling point for about a year now.” not that oona is actually keeping count.
“…and no one can exactly reach him, either.” she adds, twisting the silver rings around her knuckles.
well, you better think fast. because you won’t be able to even remember your own name in about five minutes.
right, it completely threw me off that i forgot about the picture lmao
i mean… i’d personally prefer the kiss.