@desolate, lottie.
van's wet eyes have blurred the art on tai's wall. figures dissolving. when she wills herself to look back, she's refocusing on the definitions of lottie's face.
(who came to who first?)
voice crackling with a low, tired warmth, she seeds an invitation because she won't just leave her alone: "c'mon, i gotta get some fucking air."















