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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𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗕𝗟𝗘𝗗 violently through motheaten curtains, and stained the walls of the Barlowe's boxed living room. Hung drawn by mirth and the steam emulating from the eggs scorching on the frying pan. Everybody sifted around the home with a melancholy twinge that Spencer couldn't put her finger on. Maybe the reason behind that layed within her own current constant shift of mental states.
Since quitting her twice every day pill regimen, she hadn't been the same. Her eating schedule was basically non-existent, and her sleep schedule had practically faded into obscurity.
"1,180, 1,181, 1,182—" Anais counted to herself whilst sitting on their freshly beer stained sofa. Her gaze was retained on the strip of Saturday Morning cartoons that had been playing on loop since the crack of dawn. Most of them were dubbed over anime from overseas with a cast of characters that had eerily off putting voices.
She'd been the one to put them on in the first place after a sleepless night, it seemed like good background noise to tune out the dreadful merry-go-round of lethargy and stress that were swinging back and forth within her like some broken pendulum.
Spencer bent to lift up the pillow beside her in search of her phone. "Can you move over one?"
Anais followed her command and shifted from her criss cross position at the corner of the couch. "1,183, 1,184, 1,185, 1,186."
