#lovclyiism

“Jen ?” Willow’s sneakers squish against cement, and she can’t help but nervously fiddle with the ends of her long, blonde hair. She was lucky that Skylar was a good trickster, because otherwise, she would’ve been locked in her room for the next two or three months. “Where are you taking me ?” An excited giggle bursts through her words, almost naive. 

“Babe, I know you’re excited for our first mission,” A finger rests right under her chin, to lift her face from their guns and press a tender kiss to her lips. “But I need you to focus.” He presses another kiss, this time to the corner of her lips. He’s quiet in his speech--- They’re hiding on a rooftop, so then he slides on the mask that covered the lower half of his face. “D-Do you have the picture ?”

feeling the tap on his right shoulder, he automatically glances towards his right, expecting to see someone there, and when he doesn’t, he ends up turning his head a little to get a better look, and nope; still no one there. first a second later does he realize what’s going on; a roll of his eyes given ( mostly at himself for having fallen for such a trick,)  a quiet laugh leaving his lips nonetheless as he finally, after a small shake of his head, looks to his left where none other than jenny is standing.  “ good one.”  // @lovclyiism

“ pfff, yeah, you don’t say,”  john commented with a dry laugh.  “ i’ve always thought his self-proclaimed ‘‘superior intelligence,, to be overrated.”  clearly he wasn’t a big fan. not that he’d ever say it to his face.  // @lovclyiism

Her hand slaps against his chest, and it manages to crack a smile out of the poor insomniac, before he’d wrap his arms around her from behind, pulling her close to him. “You’re the perfect little spoon.” He muttered, pressing a kiss to the side of her head before laying back on the pillows.

         The trust isn't there.      It's evident in the way that Hanna holds herself. She knows that Alison helped save them ( Caleb had made her aware ) but in the end, so many things came back to haunt her. Some of the traits that she hated most about herself, Hanna could blame on Alison. However, she can tell that Alison's trying & despite a complete lack of trust, there is a part of Hanna that could never stop loving her friend.     ❝    I'm fine. --- Just be glad it wasn't you,    ❞    she says, trying to keep her voice even. But, like it had always been, the four of the girls got to suffer alone.

Shrugging, he took a drink from his flask and leaned back against the alley wall, regarding the other curiously. “Just looked like you might need it. Waiting for someone?”

cue me sobbing and flailing sfghjkfld thank you !! ♥♥ i’m excited to do all the things w/ your muses too !! @lovclyiism