closed starter for @surviivenow ; rebekah & anyone.
icy eyes were nearly glued to the interior ; inspecting, almost as though there were plans to suddenly renovate the place. lips pursed in momentary thought, ignoring the sound of faint footsteps approaching at least for a brief second. “ it might be all the hgtv, but I feel as though I might have been a more preferable decorator. ” although, rebekah had always found herself quite skilled in a multiple of studies and hobbies alike. a side effect of the entitlement which came with growing up with a good sum of money due to wealthy parents, or more correctly estranged father. “ don’t you think it could use a little zest? it seems all gloomy. ”













