open: m/f/nb muse: molly barlowe, bisexual, paramedic editor: beta. i always make a new post for replies. based on: “you’re friends with my roommate but they’re not home and how embarrassing that you’re here while i’m silently weeping over my break up but lets watch a movie and eat ice cream to pass time”
Molly got up off the couch, shuffling to the door to answer the knock. 'Oh--hey.' she sniffled, wiping at her tear stained face. 'Lyra's not here, she decided to go to work tonight last minute.' Which in some ways was good for the red head. Even if her world had just come crashing down around her she'd rather wallow in her sadness alone than weigh down her roommate.















