Queen's Empire

               “I just want to make sure that… I dunno, that the air is clear between us.”

[ txt / watch the queen conquer. ] : understandable. but i mean. [ txt / watch the queen conquer. ] : i hate to be this guy, but i think i might have been part of the reason he left? i got him his first gig with dallas. [ txt / watch the queen conquer. ] : i just like honesty, you dig?

[ txt / watch the queen conquer. ] : i can see why mikey likes you. [ txt / watch the queen conquer. ] : gotta say though, i’m surprised he never mentioned you. [ txt / watch the queen conquer. ] : like i think i met him while he was still dancing with you? maybe? idk, i was doing a lot of special k back then.

Paris grabs at the insoles almost greedily, sighing in relief just a little as she takes off the death traps that are somehow considered shoes and fits in the new additions. Rome can fix anything, she should know this by now, but somehow it always seems to slip her mind. “ Much better. You are a magician, you know it? I swear to god, there’s nothin’ you can’t fix with the snap of your finger. You’ve got to  teach me your ways, woman. ”

queenrcme gets a starter.

“ I know you think these stilettos are a necessity— and don’t get me wrong, they look great on me— but let me just tell you, this is the worst pain I have ever experienced in my entire life. ”

Paris is being dramatic, and she’s very fully aware of that, but it doesn’t really matter at the moment because every time she takes a step a sharp pain shoots up her leg and in her mind, Rome is to blame.

[ the queen ] so is that an invitation? [ the queen ] because i will make that drive