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ivy couldnât help but chuckle as her best friend stopped herself mid sentence to stop herself from swearing around ana. the girl listened as the other spoke about how she was going to marry the aioli from the burger. âwell i mean if you think its that good then we have a winnerâ she said laughing. âiâm so glad weâve got another good burger place in town. we do really need them you knowâ ivy said smiling. âthank you for coming over. iâve missed youâ
âmy god, i canât believe youâd let me marry a condiment, what kind of best friend are you?â turning to ana, she twirls a lock of dark hair around her finger, âbanana, youâve been promoted. your mommyâs out, youâre in. iâm sure youâll be a much better wingwoman,â she muses, dropping the strand to boop the little girl on the nose. turning back to ivy, she offers one of those rare, genuine smiles she reserves for the select few people she cares for most. ââcourse. i missed you too, ives. we didnât get to talk much at the beach the other day, did we?âÂ




















