@fcarlessly.
“you know -- i’m still not used to having another girl around the house. like, i have an extra say in the matter of things. dustin rarely leaves the seat up anymore, so i’d say you’re a huge benefactor on my end.” the blonde teases, lifting a playful brow before grinning. “he said you’re gonna’ stay? for real? takin’ the big leap, huh? that’s cool. -- i mean, my brother is an idiot ninety percent of the time and i don’t know what you see in him.. but you’re good for each other.” delilah is leaning on the couch, it’s decorated with seashells and it’s been in the center of their living room ever since they were six, running around in diapers, and dragging sand through the house. “not gonna’ lie, i always wondered what it’d be like in the city. there’s so many people -- people you haven’t known your entire life.” people who didn’t think you were some kind of freak. “there’s bound to be a few that’ll like you, right?” more than just her brother, her best-friend, and her brother’s girlfriend who had to tolerate her. not that she thought darcy was faking it -- she was too nice for that. but it was a simple truth. the second she and dustin were on the rocks, it meant that delilah, by default, lost her too.
