elizabeth.⠀ (CW: nsfw) Should anyone want to, I have a NSFW account for betty, as that was a plotline in S7 (and briefly others) that I feel would be interesting to write, but I didn’t want my whole account here to be nsfw.+

‘ a snow-cone, outside in winter? ’ she’s pulling her jacket sleeves over her hands, crossing them over her chest. ‘ you’re brave. ’

SHE’S UP, NO NEED TO YELL

she’s knocking on 𝕱𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐄 ✗ 𝙹𝙾𝕹𝙴𝚂. ‘s door, impatiently. she has a question she is curious about.

well, this is ironic.

may or may not have a case of it. . . .

As soon as she sees him, she’s spitting off her question as if it would burn her if she didn’t say it as soon as she as she could. ‘ that hunter from the other day: have you seen him again? ’

oh ? my ? god ?

there was a small chew at her bottom lip. ‘ did you . . . . . 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 of him? ’

she put her hands in her pockets. ‘ I wouldn’t judge if you did. ’ she sighed, heavily. ‘ but I want the answer. . . ’