Wolf Do you know how beautiful you are
Wolf Like do you notice it when you look in the mirror?
Wolf Because I notice it just thinking about you
Wolf God dammit Millie I wish I was kissing you right now
A warm blush crawled at Millie's cheeks. An involuntary giggle escaped her mouth and she rolled her eyes at her childish behavior. Biting down on her lip she waltzed over to the mirror in her room. The dull light of the half open curtain illuminating the warm carpet. Tugging at her leather jacket her piercing eyes danced along her white dresser. Slowly she placed her hands on the painted wood leaning closer to her reflection. With her right hand teasingly she brushed the red lipstick along her mouth. Bending even closer to the cool glass she grazed her lips to the mirror. Finn she mumbled kissing the mirror again, her tongue slid along the bitter sweet glass. Tearing away from the mirror she breathed out a shaky breathe, spilling her slim body on to her messy white sheets. She crawled her thin fingers over to her phone, gasping it she held it above her chest.
Mills Well Finnie aren't you a little flirt
Mills Come round?
Swaying to her window sill she sat down her right leg tucked under the other foot teasing the outside air. A smirk drew at her lips, as she eyed the lighter in her hands. Watching the fire flirt with the wind. Burning through the vague sky. Lazily she tangled her fingers into her short hair, pushing it down. She was glamorous. Depressed. She was beautiful. She, was a fucking mess. Her eyes studied the wall, searching the walls. 'boy your my temporary high' the stained poster read. Humming she laid her head on the white wall behind her squeezing her eyes shut.
what even did i just write
-m
