she’s sitting at the bay window of their cabin, a cup of hot cocoa held tightly between her hands as she attempts to stargaze. @graedys' voice brings her attention away from the clear sky above, her eye catching the glowing 3:15 AM displayed on the clock on their stove. ❛❛ really? i thought this was a perfectly acceptable time to be awake. ❜❜ sarcasm drips off her tongue, though the moonlight illuminates the fact there is a smile on her lips. ❛❛ can i get a new bike? ❜❜ voice floats through the cabin, the teenager purposefully proposing a topic having nothing to do with the reason she was up as she peers over her shoulder at owen. ❛❛ they threw mine in the river. assholes. ❜❜
‘ you should be in bed. ’ accepting.








