#* angela

[beautwin-blog]

@holydov-e

“No-” Darius pushed his chair back with irritation, the wooden heels scraping against the floor of the cabin. He tossed his old fountain pen onto the desk blotter and stood, looking toward the door. In it stood Angela, his half-sister. He didn’t have any particularly strong feelings about her, positive or negative. She merely was, but when she attempted to rope him into conversation was when he found his patience thinnest. He didn’t like to disrupt his own activities, not for anyone, but his eyes were getting sore anyway, and so he used this as an excuse for a brief break. “I am not too busy. Is there something you need from me, specifically?” he asked, a small indication that perhaps she could take up her small-talk with someone else.

[meddled-a]

@jesstanleys​  //   starter

            the gentle click of her camera. eyes is pressed to the viewfinder and captured the subjects of jess and eric. there is something about the solace of a camera that helped her feel like the world was in her hands. that the narrative she was crafting was of her own making, and that the treasured moments she wanted to cling to so dearly before they passed her by - were all cemented in the film. 

           soft eyes peek over the top of the camera with a wave toward them. she hadn’t wanted to distract them prior to this moment. she stepped closer to jess, clicking to the gallery of photos she had taken. “ what do you think? ” she asked, a hesitant expression on her face, like she is awaiting the approval or disproval that she knows will come. “ the yearbook could use a few more filler photos and i think they turned out great. the way the light was hitting you - it almost looks like there’s a halo. ” she added, pointer finger tracing over the spot she was talking about.