the brunette began rummaging through her closet to find something to wear as her and tiff explored the shopping that paris had to offer. “ it’s only as bad as what you make it to be. ” ivy reminded her as she looked over her shoulder.
‘ no, like, it’s SO bad, ’ she whines, grabbing one of the pillows and holding it over her face for a moment before tossing it to the side to watch ivy rummage through her wardrobe. ‘ he’s so... ugh. i don’t know why i used to like him so much. ’ though truth be told, those feelings STILL haven’t dissipated.








