#angelheartcd

“you’ve been busy lately,” it’s a neutral statement, and her expression matches -- although, there is a hint of a smile threatening to upturn the corner of her lip; “i heard you’ve made a friend.”

❛      don’t  move  .   ❜    her voice is calm and collected  ,  despite their current situation  .   there is no room for mistakes or one wrong move here .  it looks like   it’s either hide,  or die  .   quite simple.      ❛      don’t even fucking breathe.      ❜   god,   they really fucked themselves this time  .   

                 @angelheartcd.

@angelheartcd​ // sc

  Rosemary glances back at her pocket mirror and sighs. It’s just one of those days where she hates how her hair looks no matter what she tries to do with it. “If my hair looked bad you would tell me, wouldn’t you?”

   “Ashley, I got you something!” The starlet is beaming as she holds up a silver satin dress with a slit on its leg. “I thought it would look so nice on you. What do you think? Do you like it?”

        SHE’S STARING INTO THE distance. For a second, Lillian could have sworn she had seen someone she knew. A memory of someone long lost.  ❝ Sorry. ❞ Brought back to the current, to the present. A smile is pasted, although it does not really reach past the image of it.  ❝ I apologize, how long have you been standing here? I didn’t mean to --- I wandered. ❞  

Glazed eyes stare  thoughtfully, she  doesn’t take note  of how  long she  does  only of  the features  of your face, the way  you sit &  react to crimson  hues  BURNING into you.  ❝So tell me?❞  She’ll grin with excitement ( she’s always been fond of these types of games ) finally dropping her gaze. ❝—-What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done?❞