🎥: *݁ ‍ ‍ ‍𝗣͟𝗘͟𝗡͟𝗘͟𝗟͟𝗢͟𝗣͟𝗘͟ ..

( adds to basket )

/ when i get on the PC and revamp this account and actually write

well — at least her mom believing Penelope held feeling for Sheila was a blessing in disguise. It meant their little bubble could stay intact for now.

dabbing concealer over a love bite on her neck.

/ im abt to pass tf out

/ PLEASE

a bouquet, pink camellia, awaiting *݁ ‍ ‍ ‍𝗣͟𝗘͟𝗡͟𝗘͟𝗟͟𝗢͟𝗣͟𝗘͟ . on her desk at work.

📲💬: hey i know it's really late 📲💬: can we meet up and talk? [ *݁ ‍ ‍ ‍𝗣͟𝗘͟𝗡͟𝗘͟𝗟͟𝗢͟𝗣͟𝗘͟ . ]

@𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐰𝐲𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦: out and about. 🥰 ( gone. ).

her (❤️).

/ stop 😭😭

/ bye

really? she could /really/ use that. cue the large bear hug thrown Sheila's way.

and she's answering, smile bright, kissing her like it was the most natural thing in the world. "You... Are too cute."

plops onto the couch, head on ᴳᴼᴼᴰ ‍ ‍𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔，𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱.'s lap.

little sniffles and tears as she looks up at *݁ ‍ ‍ ‍𝗙͟𝗜͟𝗥͟𝗦͟𝗧͟ ͟ ͟𝗟͟𝗔͟𝗗͟𝗬͟ . from her bed, babies now sleeping peacefully with her mother's help. "how did you do this?" she asks, genuine, referencing how melanie raised two girls on her own.

/ bc why do i see this stuff when debating on writing again i—

/ was updating my phone and the password to here was saved. such a cute little time capsule to witness of when i wrote <3 hope everyone is keeping well :)