‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ❛‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎𝙿𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙸𝙰‏‏‎‏‏‎‎.‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎

you're the one who's still on about the shoes, honey.

you were always the one complaining from then get go, sweetheart.

you don't usually complain when i'm in your arms but oh well.

i'm not going to fall into your arms, don't sweat it.

you're such a bitch; it's more attractive than i care to admit.

i live and breathe to annoy you, baby.

stop it.

i'll take you seriously when you stop staring at my ass.

i have been wearing heels since before you used to stink of charles' cologne, i'll be fine, nuisance.

that's because you wear needles that pass for heels; i'm comfortable.

i don't mind seeing them, you know that; but if you prefer it be just the two of us, that's quite alright.

excuse you — ? they're boots, nothing unnatural about them. hater.

mh— what? no, i'm fine.

today works wonderfully for me; i can be at yours in, say, thirty minutes? give or take.

( cece taught me that one. )

grazie mille. ☺️ ☝🏻

tea and you, yes. come sit with me.

and that's all for today, folks!