closed starter // @mskyvngmi
she was currently, the world’s worst company. her food had hardly been touched, and hand continuously twitched with desire to check her text messages. but guilty heart felt bad for paying more attention to her phone than the woman in front of her. she tried to be sneaky; leaving her phone faced upwards so she could at least read any message sent to her by jesse with quick glances, while keeping her ears focused on what the other had been saying. but she was very obvious. the moment her phone lighted up her hand attached itself to the device; eyes scanning over the sweet message four times with bright smile before she remember where she was and who she was with. “i said i wasn’t going to be one of those girls who make everything about their boyfriend, and i am definitely one of those girls aren’t i? here take it from me” she instructed shoving her phone in the hand of the other. fighting back the urge to reply with every ounce of her strength.