she stands outside jo’s door, carefully packaged earl grey cupcakes with her freshly made blueberry frosting in one hand while the other grips the handles of a beautifully detailed gift bag that contains all of the presents she has for today. she’d texted her girlfriend before she left her own dorm that she’d be heading over and her hands would be full, so she’s expecting it when the door opens and she’s instantly beaming. mari surges forward, nearly dropping her cupcakes in the process of kissing jo, though she does balance them just fine without breaking contact which she considers to be a pretty big win. “happy birthday,” she says softly in lieu of a hello. // @joftw














