❝ there isn't a word to describe how much i hate you ❞
❝ would it help you find one if i hit you with a dictionary? ❞
✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊ- a story in which two rivals are given an ultimatum in order to save their careers while simultaneously fighting for the...
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THE SILENCE WAS BECOMING unbearable. no two people should be in the same room for this long without talking or making a single sound. you could barely hear breathing or feet padding across the floor or sheets ruffling, both of them trying not to do too much that could potentially set the other off into an explosion.
isabel wasn't too worried about it for long. she was currently in the bathroom getting ready to go out and celebrate with lando. she got dressed into a tight, black dress that stopped just before the midway point of her thighs. instead of straps it had thin, see-through sleeves that ran down the length of her arm. she matched it with silver bracelets and rings, but also a necklace with a silver four-leaf clover pendant. it had been a birthday gift from her three brothers and jules a long time ago.
'google said that four-leaf clovers are like lucky charms', arthur had told her, eyes bright, 'and, look! each leaf is one of us. your favourite brothers ever!' they had all been so young then and it was definitely bittersweet now, but isabel always felt that it balanced more on the sweet side than it did the bitter side.
her hair was freshly straightened and fluffed up to add a bit more volume. her makeup was minimal: a pretty shade of deep pink lip gloss stained her lips and juxtaposed the dark eye makeup that made her equally dark eyes stand out a little brighter.
isabel couldn't walk in heels for the life of her, so she settled on black platform boots instead. they were matte black and had a chunky heel, boosting her height just that little bit more.
