gage.
   there were faces she particularly disliked seeing. but gage took the damn cake. she started scribbling notes on her notebook as little harder, trying to ignore the pretty face staring right at her. she was sure he’d leave her — like he did before — if she didn’t pay attention to him. but time seemed to slow down as she continued to focus on writing her notes. by this time, there wasn’t anything to write anymore, she was just writing gibberish on her paper, her hands tightening around the poor ballpen. “ what do you want from me? ” she asked, gently putting the ballpen down and grabbing her cup of coffee to drink. her voice seemed to be in control and did not appear like she was angry or biting her gums during her note writing. she needed her coffee for the fix or else she might pounce on him. ( @gagestrom​ )
