evie.
❝ does she ? ❞ cue the purse of lips , twirling of dark tresses within her fingers. ❝ so do you ? like me ? ❞
❝ yeah , ‘course i do. ❞ never thinking before he speaks will surely be his downfall. his own words register in his mind , and sean wants to do nothing more than kick himself as he stutters in a rush to cover it up. ❝ er—— we’re friends , aren’t we ? ‘course i like you. ❞














