ezra & lizze.
@remindvr !
Ā Ā Ā Ā to say lizze felt like a damn idiot was an understatement.Ā for the past three months, sheād been talking herself into forgetting all about ezra, with all the complications that entailed being that they still worked together.Ā heād been a shit person to her, sure, but...Ā allās fair in war and love, and there was this part of her that just...Ā didnāt find the means to say no to him.Ā not the means nor the desire to.Ā if she were to say no to him, itād be solely out of an attempt at retaining -or re-acquiring- some bit of her dignity, not based on a genuine desire.Ā still, after months of denying him in presence and thoughts, here she was, throwing an oversized sweater over her, putting on her sneakers and grabbing the vape, wallet and weed.Ā Ā clouds of smoke lifted above her and she wished it was an actual cigarette instead of synthetic grape-flavored smoke.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā night was warm, silent for the most part.Ā stopping at a kiosk on the way to his place, she bought a pack of marlboros and a lighter.Ā the first drag made her cough.Ā four months no smoke, to hell.Ā finally, the door to his apartment complex appeared in sight, heartbeat drumming in her ears like an annoying suspense music, like her heart was trying to warn her or fuel her with enough anxiety that sheād take off running elsewhere.Ā she didnāt do such thing.Ā flicking the ash from the cig, the blonde leaned against the buildingās wall, texting a short:Ā Ā downstairs.Ā Ā and putting her phone in the back pocket of her shorts again.










