+ ✧ · ˚ . Tapping her long polished noir nails against the wooden table, her hazel orbits scanned her surroundings by detail. Cheap alcohol scent, sweaty teenagers dancing the night away and couples making out at every corner. A light scoff escaped her liquor lips as she took another sip of her drink-- this time a long, satisfying one before she felt an unknown presence behind her. Turning around, Madison faced the mysterious figure. “ Whatever you want, I’m not interested. So fuck off already.”
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