#an!soojung

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( txt ) an owl can hear a bettle scurry in the grass from 100 feet away--and you being a little bitch all the way from the other side of this phone

( * more than glad to escape the despair curling in her stomach at the game she’s playing—the angst in this otome is killer!—a snort passing from her lips at the text )  

( txt ) if i were a butterfly, i’d soon be able to taste your face

( txt )