Mar 5, 2019
@ofrcwans
“took you long enough. you’re slower than my fucking grandma after she had hip surgery.” serena nagged, looking up as rowan came through the side door, “i almost left.” but, she didn’t obviously. as much as she ‘hated’ him, she couldn’t seem to stop hanging out with him? she was comfortable with whatever weird friendship- no, not friendship, serena would never dare call him her friend, but acquaintance also seemed like a misnomer- they had developed, “there are a million people in this city i could smoke with.” but i chose to smoke with you, is what she would’ve said if she were a nicer person. but even that would be too close to a compliment.
