she wants company ( not that she’s admitting it ). 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝. should indulge her.

She knew he would.

Good, she’s ready and waiting.

* ╱ 𝐔𝐌𝐀 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐄! ( i see what's mine & take it! ) literate & descriptive, writer is 18+, mv / ms, modern au, ships with chem, #descendantsrp, written by #𝓓𝚒𝚎𝚐𝚘.

whines as she's flopped on. she's not a pillow. but she's not complaining. cue her patting mal's head.

“hey,” lips curl into a smirk, brow raised. “what do you want?” her tone is light, teasing.

WHATS UP FUCKER?

“I’m not your most favourite?” cue a bottom lip jutting out, a faux pout.

cue her waiting a moment before she answers. (she doesn’t want to seem needy) it takes all her restraint to keep from embracing him once she opens the door, leaning against the frame. “i missed ya.”

;; hey so we are getting hit by a major hurricane tmrw so if I’m not around I probably have no power 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

was she missed? who is she kidding? /of course she was./

as she should be. ( she missed him too. )

life is so dull without her, isn’t it? ( absolutely. )