@divine-clarity : ‘ it was a mistake. ’ @ Kristen.
SHE AIN’T THE DEVIL, LOVE, SHE AIN’T EVEN A DEMON BUT THAT GIRL IS BAD, SHE’S DOWNRIGHT SINFUL. kristen’s head tilts backwards & sideways. her tongue flicks out to touch her top lip before sneaking back behind her teeth. THE SMILE ON HER LIPS IS MIRTHFUL. it’s a smile that just slowly curls the corner of her lips, white teeth flashing, green eyes as bright as they’ll ever be -- that’s bright, honey. her hair is wet, looking a little less blonde & a little more brunette. she’s holding a towel around herself. the look on kristen’s face is exactly the type of look that just echoes inside of her fancy, hotel room : YOU’RE NOT GOING TO WIN THIS. kristen’s a drug & it’s so hard to give her up until you’re absolutely forced to. maybe somebody ought to tell her that she’ll actually be missed when she’s gone.
“ --- AW, BABY. mistakes are only accidents you never wished happen. ” kristen’s voice is soothing, those green eyes look directly into nadia’s blue eyes. isn’t it so damn frustrating to LOVE SOMEONE that’s damn near perfect, a conglomeration of Sinner & Saint, a well-dressed fantasy ? everything you could ask for : the only problem is that she has an expiration date. you’re not going to win, you really aren’t. kristen simply moves her hand, pulling the towel with her own hand. THE TOWEL DROPS.
» she needs some milk! / accepting.














