@whiterby
Something had been bothering Goldie for a few days; she knew that gossip was usually not something worth paying attention to, but hearing that name for the first time in what felt like forever had dug up some ugly buried memories. Hearing her friend’s name in nearly the same sentence unsettled her to her core.
She couldn’t believe Whit would hurt someone, even a very bad person... But what if he would? Maybe she didn’t know him as well as she wanted to think.
WHIT ♡ ~ ฅ/ᐠ• ﻌ • ᐟ \ [4:53PM]: i have something to ask you WHIT ♡ ~ ฅ/ᐠ• ﻌ • ᐟ \ [4:53PM]: can we meet at our spot at the park?
She sat on the edge of one of the stone tables, her feet dangling from the edge. The sun was just beginning to set, casting bright orange rays against the darkening sky. She looked at the clock on her phone screen before setting it, face down, back onto the table. It was getting close to the time they agreed to meet.