Jul 18, 2017
WINNIE JONES AESTHETIC
There was a tall girl standing in the corner- her caramel hair had golden highlights from the lighting, and was covering up her face. She was leaning onto the wall, her arms crossed on her chest. She raised her head, revealing her face.
He held his breath.
He could recognize that face anywhere- that strong jaw line and those freckles, those big chocolate eyes, sparkling with countless ideas, those thin, pale rose lips, those short dark lashes- she smiled and his heart skipped a beat.
“Hi,” said Winnie.
