no place else is good enough.

everything is being reworked, so if you have a question about any muse i might post pls ask.

                                                       indie / 18+ / multimuse                                                              written by selena                                                                  feat. my ocs                                                                                                        open for plotting!

as robin's hand met hers, davina could feel the same butterflies in her stomach that she felt the first time they got together. with a soft smile, and no hesitation, davina threw her arms around her best friend for the first time in far too long. it was on impulse, but davina didn't care as she felt herself just melt into his chest as if she belonged there. "i missed you so much, robin," she whispered, her hand gently balling up in his shirt, "i'm so glad you're willing to give us a second chance. i know ... i know it must be difficult for you."

i have three open starters (for emilia, shelby, davina) right over HERE if anyone wants to reply to those as well!

the feeling of his hand smoothing over her hair was so comforting. jonny was always that friend she could count on no matter what, so he always ended up being the one shelby went to. and she always hoped she could be the same for him. "do i?" she questioned, almost convincing herself that maybe she was just doomed to be miserable for the rest of her life. nearly every romantic interest she's ever had has always ended up being completely wrong for her. with a soft sigh, shelby sat up, moving to rest her head on her friend's shoulder. "i'm not so sure about that anymore. i have the worst luck." as she took in a deep breath, she got another whiff of her beer-soaked shirt. "and i smell."

          shelby knew georgie must have closed up shop to be by her side and that truly meant the world to her. it had been such a long, terrible night, so all she wanted was her best friend. "it just -- smells," she groaned, her nose wrinkling with disgust. "it smells so bad, georgie!" as he handed her the shirt, shelby managed to smile, hoping he knew how much she appreciated his help. "i don't think you're an asshole." she stared down at her still damp blouse, sighing as she began to work at the buttons and slid it off her body. of course, the beer had completely soaked through down to the camisole she wore underneath. "and i don't think you're a disappointment either. honestly, i think you’re wonderful." as her hands gripped the hem of her camisole, ready to pull it off over her head, shelby motioned for him to turn around. just for a minute.