❝ you're gonna be okay. eventually. but first you gotta not be okay for a while. it's gotta suck so you can actually recognize when you're alright again. ❞ from @hangtenn
ㅤㅤㅤ𓆩♡𓆪 the faux fur coat resting on her shoulders almost did nothing to truly shield her exposed skin from the chilly air nipping at her flesh, sending goosebumps along the flesh of her arms and a shiver into her spine. and yet, that didn’t compare to the lingering sting of fresh tears sitting on the waterline of her lower eyelids. a quiet sniffle could barely be heard over the music that was audibly louder than most of the outside elements nearby; even with the back door being closed to better hear their conversation.
❝ . . fuck off . . i need a shot. ❞ nora states with a harsh intake of air, a slight tremble running over her as she wraps her arms around herself in an attempt to seal in any remaining heat before the evening stole it completely. while her comment could come off as dismissive in the moment, nora didn’t feel the need to clarify as she knew lennon would understand her desire to pull away from the emotional need of the situation. she needed to disconnect, emotionally and mentally, to even consider finishing the remainder of her shift at the club. although, there wasn’t much time given for that before the door was shoved open and her manager was motioning for her to come back indoors, to return to the club floor. nora’s hands rise to twirl a few loose strands of hair around her index finger mindlessly, a slightly amused smile resting on her face as her eyes remained locked onto lennon’s. ❝ i’ll text you when i get off work, okay? i do appreciate you coming to talk me down, trust me, but i don’t want to think about it anymore tonight. ❞
