❝ oh my fairy fucking godmother, we get it! you love her! for the sake of everyone on this table, please stop eye-fucking her. ❞
❝ i- what?! i'm not- i don't- i don't like-like her like that! ❞
❝ oh please, save the bullshit for chemistr...
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TOP SECRET: DECIDE BEFORE LD!!
PLAN A: Cry about it and suck it up for the rest of your life.
PLAN B: Convince an old evil witch in woods to curse you**
**First, find an old evil witch in the woods
PLAN C: Tell the world the truth. That you absolutely fucking hate your destiny.
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ROSABELLA: Just be yourself. Say something nice! EVANGELINE: Which one? I can't do both.
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She tilted her head slightly, her sharp jawbone displayed in front of cool vanity lights as she sat on her plush pink chair, admiring herself in the mirror. She paraded several diamonds and pearls on her neck and ears which shined like an evening star in the open moonlight that spilled into her room from a forgotten open window.
Her newly manicured nails brushed through her curled midsummer sand blonde hair, as her soft palms that had clearly never seen a day of labor caressed her silk-touch locks. Her blue (no one could ever discern what type of blue, no one could ever look at her face-to-face long enough to tell) eyes gazed all across her beautiful features; her sharp nose, full lips, clean eyebrows, natural long eyelashes.
