she opened her bedroom door, stared for a moment, then promptly shut it again. she squeezed her eyes shut. she was trying to convince herself that she’d imagined it, but... she already knew she hadn’t. with a short, exasperated sigh, june turned on her heel and went back into the living room. “ chloe? ” her voice was as patient as she could make it sound -- but her irritation was already bubbling over. “ i had a bed when i left for work this morning.... ” her hands settled on her hips and her eyebrows shot up so far they nearly reached her hairline. “ why don’t i have a bed anymore?? ” // @timemend ♥︎’d












