✿ ❛ ˚ closed starter ; @shcrdsofglcss ✿ ❛ ˚ muse ; natalie. ( for marisol. )
“ you know, i really don't want to talk about that right now, ” natalie stated, her words decisive. she was feeling the loss, same as everyone else, but she was the type to bury herself in her grief, not express it. her walls were solid around her, and the woman was determined to keep it that way. “ we can talk about something else. i don't care what it is, but i'm not touching that, marisol. ” it was just too hard.













