‘ 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 , 𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕 , ’ much has changed over the years , but the sickly sweet pet names that drip from grace’s lips like honey toward everyone who might cross her path have not , though they are nowadays not so laced with condescension . ‘ 𝚒’𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚒 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 . ’
lavender nails press down the laptop screen , soft pink lips upturn in something of a bemused smile . curious blue eyes take in her companion’s soft features , admittedly , ones that are mirrored in her own petite form . a slight tinge of jealousy , for on lola , the softness isn’t the façade it is on grace . much as she may wish to be the lover , the empath , she has never been . the world has made her manipulative , petty , cruel , things she returns to every time no matter how hard she tries . kindness and softness forever evade her , slip through her fingers more often than she cares to admit .
how girls like lola do it she will never know , but she can’t begrudge her it . that , she finds , is the problem , that despite her envy , fondness flows through her for lola , finds her the kind of friend she wants to keep .
‘ 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 . ’ an amused smile melts into a wide grin , as slim fingers produce a credit card , not her own , of course , merely another one of her father’s given only to quite literally buy her silence . ‘ 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 ! ’
petal . petal was soft , dulcet , something sweeter than life that pinched together lola’s barbie pink glossed lips . delightful , truly , and she veers more towards the trusting that the name was not spiteful , menacing , just soft . cheeks flamed rosy at her old men comment , was she wrong ? no , likely not , and yet she feels a light wave of embarrassment , pending stigma intact .
❝ 𝚏𝚒𝚒𝚒𝚗𝚎, ❞ she coos , nose wrinkling at the closure of her laptop . she can’t help but return grace’s gaze . resonance deep within always desired for blue eyes , one parts perhaps her desire to look like everyone else in canada , not be that same type of different her father offered her , but yet , all lola does is smile , again , cheek dimpling . seraphic , she glows , humbling herself on whims and wishes to have strength like grace , to not crumble with immediacy . the woman in the mirror stares back at her : and she’s crying .
❝ 𝚝𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚌𝚢𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 , ❞ says lola , ignorant of the concept of ‘ going ‘ online shopping . nevertheless , gaze shifting downwards in moment ‘fore sliding back up to the girl . ❝ 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚊 ? 𝚒'𝚖 , 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 , 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 . 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 . ❞ and her plead transcends with demure brown eyes , brow raised to elevate her complacency . ❝ 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚑𝚊𝚖'𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 ... 𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗 '𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊 , 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 ? ❞
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