𝑮𝑰𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑨.
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“you’re quite the charmer,” she teased, as if she weren’t being absolutely wooed by said charm. in fact, Talia had never been so giddy and nervous to be in someone’s presence before. “or a simp. I can’t tell.” she smirked a little at her joke. lips parted to protest +

“unlike that other girl, I’m not an idiot,” she replies, eyes darting back up to meet her gaze. ugh, how she could get lost in those eyes. . . the compliment made her blush, looking down at the more flattering outfit she sported briefly. “yeah, well, I clean up okay +


Tugs on @S0RClERE hair

the young wolf reaches a hand out to tap Gia on her shoulder, her smile bright with elation now that she’s here. “hey there,” she greets, doing her best not to stare. but 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒏 did she look good —

she keeps checking her phone as she does her make up, but nothing. is she being too eager? definitely. but as time ticked on in an agonizingly slow pace, it was finally time to meet. she practically skipped over to wait for her.

she doesn’t waste a second sending on the location. she’s ready to get cute and romance the hell out of her.

He's covered in blood— but you saw nothing.

uh yeah— it was way more fun. plus, the photo is bomb, so no regrets duh.

I can definitely teach you. and we can suck together ! so, I’ll see you later?

. . .how does she feel about mini golf ?
