👀 Fox @ Mags
Send me “👀“ for my Muse to catch yours staring at them!
A little tipsy-- okay, a lot tipsy and lost in Bon Jovi’s lyrics, she nearly missed the look he gave her from across the room. Swaying her hips and her hair surprisingly to the beat, she glanced away from the screen for a moment and let out a small, sheepish guffaw. Already a bit rosy from a few rounds of shots, she turned at least 12 different shades of pink before settling on a bright, beet-red. “Woaaah! We’re halfway there--” She couldn’t finish the line though. Not now that she caught him looking. Now, she was a mess of giggles and snorts, doubled over with drunken glee.











