a thousand silhouettes

Shelley: What if they don't?

Shelley: Classy. Simple. Black. I can do that.

Vesper: They will.

Shelley: Okay. Never a minute before or a minute later. Got it.

Shelley: I'll bring options, but you have to promise you won't let me go looking like an idiot.

Shelley: I need to pick things out now. Hmm. Oh bother.

Vesper: Of course not. I would like for them to approve.

Shelley: Seven /sharp/?

Shelley: How should I dress? Is this like top of the line dinner? What???

Shelley: I wanna make a good first impression!

Vesper: Sharp. Never a minute before, never a minute later.

Shelley: Good.

Shelley: I wouldn't have even if you never said anything. I'm not that kinda mermaid.

Vesper: Good.

Shelley: I guess, so.

Shelley: Do they know I'm a mermaid? BC that's a secret I only tell people that I absolutely TRUST !!!!

Shelley: Are you sureeeeee????

Vesper: No, they don't know.

Shelley: Are you sure, because???? I'm next level weird.

Shelley: Oh! Oh! No, he's busy with her cheating girlfriend. I am all yours always. Except Sunday's that's Moms day.

Vesper: We're not exactly a normal family.

Shelley: should i be nervous???

Shelley: i don't have another boyfriend.

Vesper: I don't think you have anything to be worried about. He'll like you better than he likes me.

Vesper: my father has requested that you join us for dinner

quinton has seen her fair share of oddities in her lifetime, she’s seen her fair share of ( for lack of a better word ) freaks. but this has to have taken the cake for all her past and whatever future she might have. when the lights cut out she’s terrified, absolutely terrified; she backs up into the closest wall, face full of terror when the flicks flicker back on. she knows the difference between a power outage and what just happened. right now, she’d love to just fuck off. there are no words.