“So, he got me a teddy bear, but we fought and he tore off it’s head.”
she presses her freshly painted lips together to keep herself from laughing, instead offering her a wide eyed, sympathetic look. not that her words offer much sympathy. “you are dating a boy named MOOSE,” the redhead reminds midge, as though it’s at all possible that she’s forgotten. “that should come as an unspoken disclaimer that he’s bound to act moronic at least once a week. i’m hardly one to defend mantle, but at least he doesn’t run around acting like a FERAL ANIMAL. think about it.”
INSPIRED BY VALENTINES DAY / for @dcadlybcauty / ACCEPTING









