#lcilani

Dancing in front of her, while Lani drank her coffee and looked not at all put together. Michelle didn’t think anything of it at first, accustomed to the need for approval. She could tell it had changed, though, into something more. It was almost like what she had with the dancers at home, with Keelie and May and Zan, but not quite the same. This felt cleaner, somehow, purer than the friendship she had with the dancers back home. Maybe because they were all competing with each other when they danced, to be the best in the company. She didn’t have to compete with Lani, she could just...dance, and it was fine. She couldn’t help the grin on her face, glad to have a real friend again.

Hanging out at Pearl Waters, he’s cooking and she’s talking. She steals some of the chicken before he can even get it on the table for her. He pretends to be put out by it, but he’s smiling too much for it to really matter. His heart feels like it might explode, and he isn’t used to the feeling. He felt like this once, with another girl in another place, but that came with the fear of what may be. This is something else. It’s warm and cozy and he doesn’t want it to leave. He realizes three hours later while he’s washing dishes that he has a friend, an honest-to-god actual friend that for once he isn’t trying to make into something more. It should scare him, but mostly he just feels normal for once.

✿ five times my muse almost texted yours, and the one time they did.

11.58pm: so m drunk | unsent

11.59pm: n yor pretty | unsent

12.03am: n m lonely too | unsent

12.06am: you shuld come ovr | unsent

12.09am: plssss | unsent

send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch

me: crying, heart shattering