Jun 27, 2024
availability : closed ( for @buiralplot ) location : the corner
nevaeh was typing furiously in her notes app. she normally didn't write in public but there was a strike of inspiration. while she was more of an artist than a writer, sometimes there were thoughts that she needed to get out and the only thing she had was her phone, not a sketchbook or canvas in sight. when she saw bryce, she waved him over. "do you think you can read this and tell me if it makes sense or if it's just a bunch of shit?" she was always doing that, talking herself down.