◟ * 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 ❬ NIKA / @wcstelnd ❭
𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃, bolder movements aflame as her grip around the cherry bottle of wine loosened after stumbling over her own feet, danielle was only slightly tipsy, or so she would assert. and although her mind was in chaos, she still would defend her top tier responsible drinking. moderation was never an issue to her, daintily sipping wine was a lesson she didn’t outgrow. but tonight she had an excuse, a celebration per se, as she accomplished a personal line project she started months ago. she remembered looking over five finished designs in her studio, her eyes brimming with satisfaction while already having a glass of wine to start, and thought that a company would make the night’s revelry even better. thus why danielle continued to wobble her way towards a familiar hallway before settling herself in front of the door. APT. 16, it read, confirming she had the correct room. danielle pounded at the door, restrictions, and shame nonexistent. ❝ you better not be asleep in there, missy, ❞ she crowed before the closed door, balancing herself between her heels and toes as she waits for the girl’s welcome. ❝ i’ve brought some cherry i’d like to taste you— cough, with you ❞
