Apr 9, 2018
“do it. i dare you.” for @cricketnovak
HAZEL IRISES FIXATE ON THE DUBIOUS FAUCET for what feels like an eternity -- perhaps, in actuality, only a few seconds -- but long enough for daphne to debate the outcomes of actually filling her water bottle with… whatever is meant to be in there. “ i’m… not too sure about that, ” she frowns, full lips pulling downwards in distaste. “ do you know of any other possible and sanitary faucet around the motel ? ”