when was the last time you slept? (from kam to lola xoxo)
the temperature inside the car is arctic. lola's exhausted from rehearsals, a slight shadow beneath her eyes gives her away, but the make up hid most of the signs of her punishing schedule--or so she thought. she glances up from her phone, meets his gaze for the first time in 30 minutes and her stomach ties itself into a knot. "seriously?" she kisses her teeth, and resumes watching the city speed by, content to ignore his presence, and the way it grates at her. "no need to pretend to give a fuck kameron, we don't have an audience in here." her tone is flat, but there's a hint of hurt beneath it, despite her best efforts. she slides a pair of earbuds into her ears, and turns the volume all the way up in an attempt to block him out, and discourage anymore conversation. it's petty, she knows-- but she'd let him behind her walls, under her skin and he'd reminded her what a mistake that was moments later. she's earned the right to drown him out, at least for the next ten minutes.
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