two hours and twenty minutes, it’s how long the flight to san francisco would be, it’s what was between her and sitting her boards. “ i--- i don’t know if i can do this, ” uncertainty filled the shaky admittance, eyes focused on the unpacked notes in front of her. the other option meant at least twelve hours in a car, and god did her back disagree with the thought of that. “ i need to be able to do this. ”
@mcstcamy // starter call !!











