you make me shiver with the fire you got....
this thing we started, i don't want it to stop.
lip gallagher x fem! oc
shameless us/ season one-five
childhood friends to lovers tro...
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SLEEP HUNG AROUND LIKE A BAD SMELL. Or a storm cloud just awaiting to spew out its guts till the sun peaked its head around the corner. After the wake, she'd been walking around eggshells in her own home.
Watching intently for Andrei to pounce at any given moment and ask her about what she knew. Or more so, why she thought he was so stupid. There was no way a man, who had not only managed to trade and sell drugs for nearly 2 decades (since last January) without being searched and who lived in the same vicinity as Frank, wouldn't know he wasn't actually dead.
Which was why the mahogany brunette was even more confused about how he'd raided her room when she was gone, invading every square inch for something. A clue. Flipping her bed over, dumping out the small box of letters for her father that sat atop her dresser drawer. Clear signs of desperation.
So now she sat cross legged on her striped bed, half sleep deprived-half fully alert due to the Seroquel still in her system. With so many questions running rampid in her head for it only being 8:30 in the morning.
What successfully managed to snap her out of her thoughts, thankfully, was her door slamming open abruptly. The harsh force sending one of Spencer's makeshift ashtray's down to the floor. "Damn, you ever heard of knocking before ?"
