𝔴𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔩𝔶

things had been pleasantly nice, besides idris leaving her side for a few moments. but the strawberry blonde had stuck it out, hugging hips with the bar. lillian wasn’t a drinker, period. however that didn’t mead she couldn’t enjoy the virgin beverages and other sweets this party had to offer. it wasn’t until she had heard the sound of shots go off did lillian’s heart sink to the bottom of her chest. her eyes darted all over the room, trying to find idris but instead was met with chaos. people ran screaming in all directions, laughter was replaced with screams. lillian pushed through the crowd trying to find a familiar face. 

              ❝ idris?! IDRIS?! ❞

Idris tried not to look like he was waiting around for her as she pulled up. Of course, waiting for Lillian was the only thing that he could be doing. He watched her walk up to the front door and paused to get her keys. You gonna come in? she asked and Idris didn’t question it. He followed into the house like a puppy, hands still in his pockets as if to look casual. 

He followed Lillian into the kitchen and leaned against the counter, finally taking his hands out of his pockets. “How was your day?” He asked, gently shuffling a stack of mail on the counter back into a straight pile. “You look…You look good.” 

·  ·  ·   lillian dropped her bag and keys by the door and removed her shoes in favor of slippers. she didn’t bother to make sure idris got in and shutting the door behind him, knowing fully well he was only a few steps behind her. a tired sigh escaped her as she pulled out advil and a class of water to kill the headache she’d acquired on the drive home.

it wasn’t until she’d taken the pills and drank the whole glass of water that she turned to look at idirs, taking in his appearance. he’d looked fine but she was sure he’d ever be far from fine with whatever he had swarming in his head.

             ❝ how was dinner? ❞

❝ i have love for him, after all he is the father of my two girls. however i’m afraid it wont work. considering we drifted… ❞

Idris was standing outside of Lillian’s apartment, having just dropped off their youngest after taking her to dinner. Like a sap, the first thought Idris always had when he saw Lillian was that she was beautiful. She had been beautiful the day he’d seen her coming out of math class and would be beautiful until the day she died. 

“Katie’s upstairs, getting a head start on her paper. The one for her science class.” He said and slips his hands out of the pockets of his jeans. “I thought I’d wait for you to get home, make sure she wasn’t alone.” What went unspoken was that Idris had waited outside so he didn’t impose on Lillian and that he wanted to make sure Lillian got home safe as well. @lillianmrgan

·  ·  · lillian had noticed him as soon as she had rounded the corner. stepping out her vehicle, she gathered her things. it wasn’t entirely unlike idris to stay, waiting for her to come home. she hadn’t mind. at least not entirely. she often told herself it was just for the kids. the girls alone.

she nodded. trudging up the steps to the front door. it had been a long shift. one that felt like forever. however as passionate as lillian was about her profession, she’d be okay. after all, it was for the girls. fishing for her keys, lillian opened the front door, turning to face idirs.

            ❝ you gonna come in? i need a drink. ❞

              ☤  - ̗̀ 𝔊𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 & 𝔉𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔩 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔰   ̖́-                 𝔱𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬 –– ʟɪʟʟɪᴀɴ ᴍᴏʀɢᴀɴ

&&. word has it 𝔩𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔞𝔫 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔫 was just spotted around the city. she is a 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔶-𝔰𝔦𝔵 year old affiliated with 𝔫𝔬 𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫. it’s been said that she resembles 𝔞𝔪𝔶 𝔞𝔡𝔞𝔪𝔰. she has been said to be 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢 & 𝔞𝔩𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔠 but also quite 𝔰𝔱𝔲𝔟𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 & 𝔭𝔲𝔰𝔥𝔶. she is currently serving as 𝔞𝔫 𝔦𝔠𝔲 𝔫𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢.