─── *ੈ✩‧₊˚ ┊ 𝓜𝒚 𝓣𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝓡𝒊𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒕 ┊ ⤹⋆⸙͎۪۫｡˚ ───
❛cursing my name, wishing i stayed, look at how my tears ricochet,❜
┃── 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 ──┃
• cobra kai season one ─ season six
• eli!moskowitz x fem!oc
• english l...
lucky for you ━━ novo amor, gia margaret ❜what can i say / i’m nothing to myself and tired of starting up my day❜
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WILLOW DIDN'T KNOW why her moods were switching so fast in such a short time. One moment she could be happy, but then, out of nowhere, she could feel extremely tired of everything; of smiling, of talking, of laughing. Of literally everything that involved socializing. That's why she had her head resting on Blair's shoulder, her eyes being closed the two blonde girls sat at the separate, small table with Miguel, who was still trying to contact Sam. That wasn't working for him at all, though ── the LaRusso girl was completely ignoring every message he had sent her and every phone call he made to her.
"Hey, should I tag you on your boobs or your ass?" the Johnson girl suddenly spoke, making Willow slowly open her eyes and force herself not to groan as she heard her friends loud whoos. After a moment, she looked at Blair's phone screen and saw the photo of the three that the girl wanted to post on her Instagram story.
Willow and Blair were hugging each other, holding each other's faces with closed eyes and innocent looks on their faces, while Miguel was standing off to the side, pointing at the Cobra Kai logo on the girl's gi and wearing a fake surprised expression on his face.
The Froud girl replied immediately, smiling at the picture. "Boobs. Definitely,"
Blair nodded in understanding and then turned her attention to Miguel. "What about you, MD?" she asked, but the boy didn't answer her.
Instead, he put his phone down on the table and a depressed look showed on his face as a sigh escaped his lips. The two girls looked at each other eloquently before their eyes landed on him once again, being all filled with worries.
Willow's hand gripped the boy's arm slightly, which got his attention. "Hey, what's up, Miggy?" her voice softened. He gave her a small shrug in response.
