Hana flopped onto the bed beside her cousin, a look of pure exhaustion on painted across her delicate features. Dramatic as usual, the girl groaned, “I’m so glad I don’t have to pretend to care about the little rat ‘growing’ in your stomach any longer. Pretending to be Meaghan’s friend is hard enough.” She turned her head to face Fiona, a playful smirk pulling at her lips. “So how are things with Axel? Is he wrapped around your finger yet?”
( @stop-fiona )
Continuing to twirl her hair as she sampled the cup of tea in her hand she shrugged. “I’m glad I don’t have to pretend that thing is inside me, and yes, he’s wrapped,, and single. It’s kinda sad. Also just push Meaghan aside, tat girl is dumb as she is blonde, why anyone thinks she’s clever is beyond me.”








