Everything begins crazily, Lex and Margaux agreed on that, when their names were called, that awful day.
Lex, joining her friend, decides to dress up as a male and accidently volunteer, surprised that no one stops her.
Margaux, the optimist she is, smiles at the fact that she will be able to try a brand new kind of lipstick. Blood.
It has begun.
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"Any volunteers?" Effen smirked evilly, playing with his hair.
Lex, the idiot she is, scratched her head, making it appear as if she were raising it and volunteering.
"Are you volunteering?" Effen tapped the microphone, a smile growing on his face.
Margaux was disgusted by the way he wore his makeup, he obviously used mascara for his eyebrows, she couldn't live with that!
"What?" Lex closed the mirror which she was using so that she could see the piece of meat she was taking out with her fingers.
"Disgusting," Effen muttered, his fluffy hair freely running down his forehead, "he has volunteered!"
"I am a woman, you cabbage head!"
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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