@strawbaeries . . . is with the band
she kind of likes how quiet it is out here, despite the fact that she should definitely not be hanging out outside her motel room at this hour all alone. mat’s already knocked out for the evening, but mia’s still feeling the buzz of the crowd that night. it wasn’t huge, but it was theirs. and right now, that was enough. they were finally out here living their dreams and she wanted to savor every second of it.
it’s just her and the fireflies ‘til the door next door creaks open and her heart stops for a moment ‘til she remembers that it’s just erik and seth in there. she’s expecting to see erik’s smiling face — she’s spent plenty a late night talking about everything & nothing with him — so she’s surprised when seth joins her. they don’t spend a lot of time alone together lately. it’s better that way — easier than being at each other’s throats for reasons she’s not even quite sure she understands. but right now, she’s tired and still riding that high. her armor is down for the evening, her weapons stored away.
“ hey — ” she says softly, brow furrowed with what she thinks is concern, “ you can’t sleep either? ”
