ʙᴜʙʙʟᴇɢᴜᴍ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ | BAXTER RADIC

ɴɪɴᴇ [ ғɪʟʟᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ]

ғɪʟʟᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴅᴀʏs
ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ sᴏʀʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ

for next couple of hours alexandra couldn't believe what she let happen. but, to be fair, she wasn't exactly feeling guilty either. she enjoyed baxter's company, she felt an unusual amount of attraction towards him and couldn't figure out why she wouldn't be something more than friends with him.
except of the fact she might die.

normally, she wouldn't think of dying as an option, but since the time was basically running for her, and the transplant list was not doing her a favour, she somehow realised it'll end like that - with death.

the thoughts inside of her were telling her to stop whatever was going on between her and pink haired boy. but her heart was telling her different.

but can she trust her heart, when it's been damaged too many times?