━━ NOT POLITICS AS USUAL // @SUGARSOFTIE . ❜
amelia grace walked into the honeymoon suite, still in her wedding dress. she was exhausted, not only from the preparation for the wedding and the wedding itself, but mostly from the photoshoot that followed it. she had to look in love with a woman she barely knew. she had to keep up this facade though. at least while the bell boy was around. “thank you. here is a tip.” she told him as she handed him twenty dollars and ushered him out of the room. then, she turned to devon, her new wife and let out a long sigh. “we’re alone until seven tomorrow morning. thank god. i’m exhausted.” she complained before she walked over to the bed and sat down. she looked over at the redhead and raised her eyebrows. “i still can’t believe we’re… actually married.”














