✿ ❛ ˚ closed starter ; @grraycole ✿ ❛ ˚ muse ; natalie. ( for grayson. )
she had been on a silent warpath for days, her emotions scattered all over the place. her world had been tilted, suddenly felt a lot more unstable than it initially did. nat tried to put on a facade, something she was accustomed to doing. only, she wasn't entirely convinced that it was all that believable. not recently. she felt like she was being perceived by everyone around her, and it was the most irritating feeling she'd experienced in ages. she glared at the man, arms folding across her chest. he hadn't done anything wrong to her, but she didn't care. “ what are you looking at ? ” she asked, gaze narrowing.