@morethanjustaphase
Helena hadn’t been there for too long, and she already had a date. Well, kind of. She hoped that Lyra knew it was a date, because she had gotten dressed up for it. Her favorite little black dress paired with red lipstick and some beautiful silver heels she got for her birthday. Her hair was pulled back into a slick ponytail, but her long hair still hung to the middle of her back. Helena walked up to Lyra’s door and knocked, smiling as she waited for her “client”.








