May 1, 2017
@lesexcentriques
She’s in the kitchen, wearing someone else’s clothes and sitting on the counter, swinging her legs and eating a peach. It’d gotten dark at some point, but it still feels like morning - she feels undead, sleeping through the day and coming alive at night.
Ruby wonders how long she’s been gone, wonders if Maia’s worried. It’s probably fine. Her sister’s too caught up in her own drama.
‘ Can we stay in tonight? If we have plans I’ll come, but - ’ Pause, tucking hair behind her ear a little sheepishly. ‘ It’d be nice. ’
