stellamonroe:
“Never,” Stella told her with a hint of seriousness in her words. “I have a flask you can borrow and then for Christmas I am getting you one with your name engraved in it because every girl needs a flask.”
“Aw, you mean you won’t let me share yours?” she teased, joking entirely, but shook her head to express it. “Well, you have about eight days until then! It’s coming up fast Stel, I’m getting old, next thing you know someone is going to be reading my eulogy or some shit.”







