Jul 6, 2016
“Rough night yesterday?” He asks, his signature smirk present on his face as he reaches for something in his pocket. Seconds later, he hands Laurel a small stick, then shakes his head at the confusion ---incredulity?--- in her face. “Concealer. For the bags under your eyes. They’re terrible,” he says with no qualms. “Seriously, what’s wrong?”
( @insanityprinciple ❤’d )