DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE
𓍊𓋼𓍊𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊𓋼
we all have those little things we do subconsciously.
marlowe odessa was no different.
lipgloss. everyday before training, every weekend before a match and every morning after breakfast...
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┌── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┐ "God forbid that Tashi fucking Duncan is ever wrong." └── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┘
2006
MARLOWEQUICKLYGOTchanged after her cigarette eventually burnt out. She was wearing an outfit she would normally wear to practise so that her parents wouldn't get suspicious.
She quickly grabbed her white tennis shoes, and just as she was about to leave she froze.
She speedily walked back over to her vanity and grabbed her lipgloss. She walked over to the mirror and applied the apple-scented lipgloss.
Marlowe took a deep breath as she stepped back from the mirror and looked at herself.
Now, Marlowe knew that she was pretty. She definitely wouldn't consider herself the insecure type but since being distanced from Tashi, she has realised that she felt a lot better about herself more often.
Grabbing her bag with her racket and tennis balls in it, she stepped out of her bedroom and shut the door.
She was ready to play some fucking good tennis.
As Marlowe pulled up to the tennis courts, she noticed that there was another car there. She also noticed that this car looked suspiciously a lot like Tashi's.
She turned off the engine and clambered out with her bag in hand, shutting the car door behind her. But just as she went to lock it she heard Art call her name.
"Hey! Marlowe!" Art half-shouted across the parking lot. "I didn't think you would actually come."
They were now face to face and Marlowe shrugged, "And why's that?" She questioned.
Art's eyes moved from hers to focus on something behind her. "No reason."
They began to walk over to the courts and when they arrived there was no one else to be seen.
"I thought you said Patrick was coming?" Marlowe asked Art.
"Did you miss me that much?" Patrick's voice broke in, and Marlowe spun around.
But just before she could answer Patrick's snarky remark, she spotted the figure beside him.
Her insides bubbled with rage as she and Tashi met eyes. "I didn't know she was going to be here," Marlowe stated bluntly, eyes raking up and down Tashi's body in a disgusted manner.
