little-daniella:
Daniella sat at the cafe zoning out. She had been so stressed lately and she needed sleep desperately. The pills weren’t working. The techniques weren’t working. And coffee wasn’t keeping her awake. She looked up and saw someone in front of her. Their lips were moving. “I–I’m sorry, what did you say?”
“I said -- Daniella, I miss you! And I want us to hang out more. You know, it’s been a while since the two of us actually saw each other. I think the bash -- Yeah, that was a while ago,” he pressed his lips firmly together, looking at her with a stern look before he then took into account that something was wrong with her. “Hey, -- Are you okay? What’s going on?”












