"aunt lulu , wanna see my new paintings on the fridge?!" - brightspell
❝ ✷ / message, @brightspell
❛ hey tiny, ❜ she’s quick to drop her bag at the door, moving forward to wrap her arms around salem’s frame, hugging her to her stomach and walking her backwards. pulling back, louisa grinned down at her niece. ❛ are you kidding ? of course i want to see them, ❜ there’s a touch of an accent to her words, years spent in london still clinging to her vocabulary. it’s subtle, but it’s there. arm around salem’s shoulders, lulu left her things at the door, well aware that it drove her sister mad. ❛ – you know, my fridge could do with an update. i don’t have any pictures on it yet, ❜
her arm drops from around her niece’s shoulder and she allows the tiny blonde to pull her towards the kitchen, laughing as she digs her heels in to make it just a touch harder than usual. ❛ hold your horses, sal – they’re not going anywhere. ❜ she rolls her eyes, just like her mother that one. tammy, not debbie. god knows how many times lulu found herself lead around by her big sister, no choice but to follow. ❛ – where’re your moms ? i didn’t tell tam i was coming, reckon i could scare her ? ❜
