&&. ✧ .・゜゜ you’ll never shine if you don’t glow ft. mason / @masontylr
she stole the seat opposite him with ease, unable to cross her legs in the tight, white, dress that glowed in the dim light of the gala and forced to sit demurely across from mason. “just so you know,” nahla said, gaze settling on the photographer and one corner of her mouth rising into a vicious half-smile, “i submitted your name to my label for the director of my next visual. thought you should branch out, mason. don’t get mad, it’s an opportunity. i’ll put your name in the album and video credits real big, right and centre. ” one of her producers liked to say that when she lay her accent on thick and leaned in close with one of those cleavage-baring dresses of hers, she could get whatever it was she wanted. her london accent pitched higher, twee, the perfect imitation of what americans pictured when someone said ‘english accent’.