⠀ ⠀ ˛ ⠀⋆ 𝓗𝑜̲𝑝̲𝑒̲ 𝓢𝑤̲𝑎̲𝑛̲ - 𝓙𝑜̲𝑛̲𝑒̲𝑠̲. ’ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾. ❛ i’m the 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖔 of this 𝗌̲𝗍̲𝗈̲𝗋̲𝗒̲ , i don’t need to be 𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖉 ❜ ⠀

"Not like a stalker." More like someone who fancied another. Her smile deepened, though she tried to cover it by pursing her lips, and lifted her free hand to brush dark strands out of his forehead while also uncovering deep blue eyes she had grown to like. A lot.

"Some people have an ability to emphathize. At least it's mine, I want to say." With a soft snort, she guided her attention to the steadily shrinking cigarette in her hand, flicking ashes to the ground. Next time she exhaled in his direction, a cloud of smoke hit his face.

╶ 𖤓 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧. ━ 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.

Some dark sides should stay hidden. Nobody is entirely 𝒃𝒆𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.

Oh... she didn't see that coming. Consider her flattered, cue the sheepish smile sneaking onto her lips. He will find out her idiosyncrasies soon enough.

─𖤓 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒊𝒔 ;

With a yawn parting her lips, the female curled up on a chair, a blanket draped around fragile form to prevent her from freezing. Auburn eyes stared down the street with a murky gaze. 𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘴.

She was always open to new things, even more so if they came from him. But she surely wouldn't rub it in his face. He would find out soon enough. As for the impulsiveness, she could cope with it. He can say that, because he hasn't seen those sides. And hopefully, he never will.

─ 𖤓

𝑯𝒊𝒔... It has a nice sound to it. Despite her freedom loving nature, she actually enjoys getting claimed by him.

She knows running away won't work. No, not this time. But she doesn't even 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤. It felt like she belonged by his side. However, it's a possessive title indeed, but when it's him, it sounds heavenly to be someone's.

Something told her he was quite good at keeping track, not just of her. But, then again, she didn't really mind. She was no woman to stay by someone's side for long. Letting go seems to be easier at times than to fight for something nobody knows the future of.

─ 𖤓 𝗢𝗵! Look at how the world has changed overnight, the world covered under a blanket of snow. Catch her catching snowflakes with her head dipped back, mouth while open and tongue poked out.

It's a beautiful day to start. Given, the weather wasn't the best, but her mood was shining as bright as a diamond in the sun. She was happy, because of /him/.

// Such a beautifully written short solo. Give it a read! It's fantastic 🤩

─ 𖤓

Stretches tired limbs before draping the blankets over her petite frame, not ready to get up just yet.