𝙳𝙰𝙷𝙻𝙸𝙰.

Is that you surrendering?

Red flag.

Quiet.

Bad .... dream. Felt like she was endlessly ... 𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂. Amber hues fly open, a scream caught on the wind; she’d opened up a portal in her sleep and fallen through. She doesn’t have time to open another before she hits the hard ground. Then, she’s sleeping again.

Can’t admire with your words too?

... Oui?

meow.

Only sticking her hand out of from her cave of covers to pluck a chocolate from a carton.

MEN MAKE ME ANGRY.

That is all?

What the fuck do you think?

Baring her teeth and hissing.

// I like drama

Does it look like she needs something?

Ignoring him and continuing to trim the heads from her roses.