( imgoodwithnever ) a reply to this .
Lydia was curled up on the couch , her cheek resting on her knuckles as she read through an article on her cellphone . She was unintentionally IGNORING her only company on the campus , irritated at the fact that she was unfortunately snowed in . Hazel eyes left the screen as she glared at the other , BITTERNESS painted across her visage .
❝ HOW CLICHE CAN YOU GET ? After making hot chocolate are you going to invite me to drink it by a fireplace while we roast chestnuts ? ❞
Maybe she was more than IRRITATED .
