@eaxwill

@eaxwill

tight red fabric clings to her figure, and vera doesn’t know if she could feel any more nervous even if she was trying to be nervous. matte black nails run through her long hair, tossing it over her shoulder as she walks on steady feet. her heels are already beginning to rub her skin the wrong way, but her mother always said beauty travels with pain, so she sucks it up. 

and will is so unspeakably handsome, vera could cry with it, but it would ruin her carefully crafted makeup, and she wants no parts of that. 

sports bag slung over her shoulder, pink water bottle in hand, vera catches her breath while walking back to her dorm for a shower. her legs ache from wall sits, and she’s starting to regret her decision not to bother with sweats over her practice spanks. it isn’t cold out by any means, but drying sweat makes her whole body feel like it’s being tossed into a cooler. 

she tugs her jacket farther down with no distinguishable result— not that she really expected any. 

vera slows, considering getting her pants out of her bag, but is distracted by a figure entering her vision. his back is hunched, gray sweats slung around his waist, hand holding his phone up to his vision. 

The night is mature, and the party is buzzing with rowdy students of Ever After. The music makes up half of the scene’s noise, and in a corner is the Ice Prince Kay who seems to be participating in a series of drinking games with people he doesn’t know. 

The DJ seems to be occupied with alcohol too and the music is as smashed as the people, but no one has taken notice, really-- everyone is busy with jumping and dancing merciless on the hardwood floor. 

Kay nods his head to the beat, taking a shot before replying bluntly on the woman in front of him, who seems to be very immersed in flirting. Kay is about to reply to her when he pauses and looks behind, seeing a familiar face. He takes another glass before walking past bodies.