brand new . ––––––– ♡
she was like a springtime shower ; radiant *& unrepentant . fingers tug nervously , adjusting her dress as she allows her wrist to be clasped in the grasp of a stranger . ❝ heh , yeah . m’name is molly . *& i’m here to run the old farm . i met rock *& everyone else yesterday but i decided to come *& meet you . that’s alright , right ? ❞
ROCK ? UGH . still , despite herself , despite the ice that kept her throat cold , she managed the meekest of smiles . ❝ it’s not illegal . ❞ her eyes are stone once more , fleeting , somewhere far . I’M THE GHOST IN THIS GHOST TOWN . ❝ well , you’ve met me . satisfied ? ❞












