@vampirefiles ♡ “ 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖎𝖘 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖋𝖚𝖑, 𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖞 . 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗 . ”
𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 , beatrice hayfield folds down a hand at the wrist & sets her cheek on top 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖆 𝖕𝖆𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖜𝖊𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 . hates to hear it . . . 𝘞𝘐𝘓𝘓 𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘈𝘎𝘙𝘌𝘌 . however ––––––––––– life is not the same for everyone . certainly not for them . in fact : 𝙸𝙵 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙰 𝙲𝙾𝙸𝙽 , 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 ’ 𝙳 𝙱𝙴 𝙾𝙽 𝙳𝙸𝙵𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙸𝚃 , heads & tails . or maybe mio would be 𝕥𝕠𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕖 , & maybe beatrice would be able to watch from below ––––––––– her struggle for balance , 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙳𝙾𝚆𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴 .
still . . . russet eyes sweep over the person opposite , tinted with deep concern , 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 & she has to look away ––––––––– out the window , pupils chasing cars instead . after a while , & with a soft voice ringing from far , far away ( 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚙𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ) :
❛ 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖇𝖔𝖉𝖞 . . . 𝖙𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖞𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖌𝖔 ; on a rooftop at some stranger ’ s house . 𝘞𝘌 𝘞𝘌𝘙𝘌 𝘋𝘌𝘉𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘞𝘏𝘌𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘖 𝘑𝘜𝘔𝘗 𝘖𝘍𝘍 . ––––––––– i , i . . . god , i don ’ t even remember his name . . . he turned to me with , like , this 𝐒𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘 , y ’ know ? & he said , uh . . . “ 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴 ’ 𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙰 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚈 , & 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷 𝙸𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙾𝙼𝙴 . sure , nothing bad ’ s gonna happen to you at the party if you don ’ t go , but you ’ re also gonna 𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖘 𝖔𝖚𝖙 on all the , uh , 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐔𝐍 , 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 . ” i just think . . . isn ’ t it all worth it ? no matter 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕 it is ? ❜