❝ HEY V, ❞ half smile curls ‘pon her lips. guilt eats her whole, from the INSIDE OUT. manicured digits press deeply into palms, she’s certain she’s close to drawing blood. ❝ can we ... talk? ❞ ponytail swishes as the girl nods her head to the side, signalling for a private moment. with no PRYING EYES to witness this go down.
they walk over in silence, betty’s grip still tight &. she KNOWS that veronica can tell something isn’t right. ❝ you have every right to HATE me ... ❞
@lodghes bc i love u <3
