she had left the apartment with some reluctance, nilsa had begged and after a week’s worth of no’s and excuses she’d been unable to deny her. her smile comes slightly late, but it grows warmer, once she remembers how it ought to feel and muscle memory takes over. “ hello, i was just taking my daughter here for ice cream. ” mochi ice cream specifically. “ i didn’t get to speak to you properly at your party, how are you ? ” [ @alessandrxs ]













