#* leo

Wait for me, until the waves drag you out. Wait for me, until the waves drag you out.  Wait for me, until the waves drag you out. Wait for me, until the waves drag you out.

It’s all she can hear, over and over again as she stands at the rocky edge being assaulted by the anger of the sea. It plows against her legs with each wave that comes further and further ashore and she feels it like ice in her bones. Wait for me.. Wait for me.. Growing up on the island, one would think that she’d have long since overcome her fear of deep water, but the unknown darkness it held within it had constantly struck terror in her chest. Another wave strikes and her footing slips beneath the water, coughing and spluttering as the salt enters her lungs and she holds fast to the place she stands - waiting. Waiting for someone who never intends to arrive. 

Isa had known it to be true the moment that Marianne girl avoided eye contact with her in high school, and it had been equally apparent in the conversations Isa’d had over the years with Leonora Yoon.

But parties were always a great opportunity for a fresh start. It had been why she’d decided to host the town’s major Halloween bash for under-35′s. She hadn’t been as good at hiding her intentions in high school. She was better now. And people didn’t just come to a costume party for the free booze and opportunity to watch people embarrass the fuck out of themselves, right?

Speaking of embarrassing, Isa couldn’t help her eyes from being drawn to Leo from across the room. But not for the reasons why they would have been, once upon a time.

No, the other girl’s costume truly was a work of art, and Isa had always had a notable interest in fashion. After all, what else could you comment on when you didn’t have any other niceties to exchange?

“Leonora,” she greeted once she was close enough to be heard over the roaring party. “Beautiful dress. The details? Stunning.”

@leoyoons​