Apr 29
A LIL SOMETHIN’ FOR: @hvtemenvw ( m/f/nb )
“you ever think about me?” regret trickles in the second it’s out of her mouth. relief, too, to have finally asked. “do you ever wonder what i’m doing, or if i’m thinking about you?”
seen from France
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Thailand
seen from United Kingdom
seen from China
seen from Maldives
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from France
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from France
seen from Türkiye
seen from Türkiye
A LIL SOMETHIN’ FOR: @hvtemenvw ( m/f/nb )
“you ever think about me?” regret trickles in the second it’s out of her mouth. relief, too, to have finally asked. “do you ever wonder what i’m doing, or if i’m thinking about you?”
A LIL SOMETHIN’ FOR: @silkchvffon ( m/f/nb )
“remember this song? i haven’t been able to listen to it the whole way through in months.” a slow sway, a sad pull to her eyes. “reminds me of you.”
FOR: @willowswriting ◡̈ ( m/f/nb )
"you haven't changed at all, have you?" she folds the damp tissue between her fingers, over and over until it starts to wither. "you always knew just what to say."
WHO: kamili james ( mid/late 20's, pansexual, she/her, hairstylist ) WHAT: i know we’ve been broken up for a while but i still have those concert tickets and you’re the only person i want to share this with ( x ) WHERE: a concert venue before the show starts OPEN TO: any muse aged 23-31 ◡̈
look, the money’s long been spent and it’s officially too late to get a refund. and, AND! it’s not like she hadn’t tried her damnedest to get somebody else to use the other ticket. this is just how life’s panned out; hitting the merch stand before her favorite musician’s show starts, decked in a t-shirt sporting their face and a wristband that promises her and her ex access to the floor seats. speaking of … as she finds them again through the sea of other concertgoers, kamili offers a strained smile, her merch bag swinging like a weapon from her fisted hand. after all this time, at least they were decent enough to not let the ticket go to waste. “look. i got you a hat,” she quips, “unless you hate it. then i got myself two hats.”