@ofpowersuits S A I D : “ 📖 ” TENSION SYMBOLS | ACCEPTING | ALICE FOR BETTE
the clatter of keys and other personal belongings rang through the room as they were tossed onto the kitchen table. alice kicked off her incredibly uncomfortable yet stunningly fashionable shoes off near the door before padding barefoot towards the bedroom. that was when she saw it- or, her. and more importantly, what was in bette’s well-manicured hands. ❝ hey ! oh my god- bette ! ❞ her tone was shrill as she quickly ran to yank the familiar blue diary out of her grasp. alice uttered a noise of disgust, ❝ just because i told you to let yourself in doesn’t mean you can go through my shit !!! let alone my college diary ! ❞ holding up the well-worn book in one hand and pointing at it with the other’s index finger, she stared at bette with a look of bewilderment, ❝ this is sacred ! ❞

















