‎ ‍‎ 𓍢ִ𑁍 ‍ 𝗕𝖔𝗕𝗕𝗜⁎

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⋆ * 𝖋✭𝗠𝗘 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝓖𝐔𝐍. ೀ

an angel, to some.

in this space right here that we have made for each other, you can say anything and i will not abandon you. unwrap the worst things you have done. watch me hold them up to the light and not even flinch.

⠀⠀ 𝐼𝑋. 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐻𝐸𝑅𝑀𝐼𝑇. ⠀⠀

⠀𝗕𝐔𝗧 𝗁𝖾 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗂 𝙰𝙲𝚃 𝐂𝐑𝙰𝐙𝐘.

“yeah. she's been trying to get me to come to one of these, we didn't really——um.” she doesn't sit right away. her gaze drifts first——a slow, curious sweep of the room. “𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 this. it might be just me tonight.”

𝑑ᴱⱽᴵᴸ ⠀ in ⠀ a ⠀ 𝒅𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬, ⠀ i'ma ⠀ 𝑙͟𝑜͟𝑣͟𝑒͟ ⠀ you ⠀ like ⠀ 𝓲 ⠀ do ⠀ …

⠀ ⠀ ten 𝒕housand 𝑝romises, ten ⠀ ⠀ 𝐭housand 𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 to 𝘭𝘰͟𝘴𝘦. ੭

“no,” daphne admits, abashed, feet shuffling back towards the door. “just thought i might find her here. 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, i'm 𝘴𝘰 sorry.”

cheeks redden, hands clasped nervously at her front. “i was looking for a friend.”

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝓪 lust for life, keeps us 𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲. ⠀

‍ 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝓬𝙡̲𝙤̲𝙨̲𝙚̲𝙧̲ 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝓱𝙖̲𝙣̲𝙜̲. ‍

immediately flusters, backing up. “no!——𝘯𝘰, i'm all set. wrong room, 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰 sorry...”

watching. ( ,,◕ _ ◕,, )