pippa’s knees knock painfully against the window sill as she makes her way through it . blood wells up and runs down her leg like a teardrop , but she pays no mind as she maneuvers herself into the third floor of the building , where she knew lola’s office was . sitting on the floor , legs sprawled in front of her , she gives a crooked smile up at the other woman . ‘ i ditched my bodyguard . don’t snitch on me , please . it’s hard being around someone —- anyone —- that much . ’ @lolaxio













