Sweaters, miniskirts and thigh-high boots season. 🍂

The fresh autumn air, watching the leaves change colours, the pumpkin foam cold brew… She is so overly ready.

Innocent and unaware, beacon of purity.

⠀⁄⠀🌀🌀🌀🌀 …you will ignore any remaining old tweets on this account. I am not that person anymore.

⠀⁄⠀What a mess.

She really did not mean to stare, but the smell…

She looked away instantly, composure snapping back into place like armor. How careless.

“ …What? Oh, no no, we’re not the same. Sorry. ”

𝗗𝗨𝗠𝗣 𝗛𝗜𝗠. 🗣️🗣️

She turned to look at him with a single eyebrow raised, shoulders squared as if someone had just accused her of committing a crime. “ . . . I beg your pardon? Are you talking to me right now? ”

Do not ask her no stupid questions about Ramadan, she is so serious. That’s what Google is for.

“ . . . No, I lied, we totally are. I just wanted to sound less pathetic. ”

Just because a man puts on a good show, doesn’t mean they’re going to live up to the promises they made. Lesson learned.