#ambitiouslyher

          CAN'T HELP BUT AGREE WITH  nina,  but wonders if it's too soon to show such  ...  weakness,  as her aunt would say.  her mother would say the same,  for anything less than perfection was unacceptable,  and betty cooper was anything  BUT  imperfect.  even know,  the sweaty blonde tendrils at the base of her neck are coiling up cutely,  as if they're peeking out to say hi  -  not because the two women have been on the run for days on end.  how did things end up like this ?    " we just have to wait 'til we're in the clear - "   there's a sort of breathlessness to her voice,  exhuastion explicit in her tone.  girl wipes sweat from her forehead,  leans head against the back of the wall.    " i can't wait to take a long bath and just soak. become human soup, if you will. " / @ambitiouslyher

          THE ANSWER IS CLEAR IN  her head,  betty cooper knowing she was,  if anything,  raised to survive.  still,  she casts a glance over at nina  -  and somehow,  through their time together,  betty had found herself wanting to impress the raven haired woman.  OR,  at the very least,  make her proud.    " so we should go after him, instead. uno reverse him. "   her youth is glaringly obvious with the last three words,  she knows,  but betty also thinks it's the best option there is.  head of blonde hair shakes,  she picks up one of her favorite daggers,  lifts it so it casts a  glint of a reflection  against the wall.   " we just have to act faster, with no hesitation, right ? " / @ambitiouslyher

           IT COMES AND IT GOES,  this undescript feeling of a haze upon her actions,  a guilt sinking in her stomach,  something worse than butterflies   ( and trust her, butterflies are a special sort of horror ).  she's supposed to be this girl,  right ?  friend to everyone,  trusting no one.  it was easy,  black and white really,  during her high school days.  and it's easy to  blindly trust your family  during your youth,  betty knows this.  she knows it's a dog eat dog world,  everything pretty and kind is only fleeting,  and the only thing a girl can trust in her world is herself,  right ?  BUT SHE'S TIRED.  no one told betty how exhausting it would be alone in this world,  fighting evil on her lonesome,  and she's forgotten what it's like to be cared for.  blonde sort of shudders at the touch of the warm washcloth,  so  touch-starved,  that the feeling is unfamiliar.   " it's not mine, "   girl tells the older woman quietly,  avoiding eye contact.   " the blood, i mean. it isn't mine. " / @ambitiouslyher

[ starter for @ambitiouslyher ! ]     pale fingers swipe across her eyelids,  a shimmer of gold left from the godly expensive eyeshadow,  and it's all roxana needed,  really.  pair with a red lip,  and all men would be folding immediately.  it was exactly how she liked it.   ❝  my brothers will appear tonight, ignore them.  ❞   and while she does have deon and jeremy in the palm of her hand,  her other half siblings were  ...  always wild cards,  and roxana didn't like other women being alone with them.   ❝  i'll likely be with my father tonight so - you may want to keep your distance.  ❞   what their families think nina and her are versus what they actually are are two very different things,  but unlike the men in her family,  roxana trusted nina to not mess up the mask the two had created months ago.  ruby eyed woman turns away from the window,  donned in a royal purple chiffon dress,  a custom color just for her.   ❝  what do you think, ni?  ❞