#ncdira

send “☎” for a RUSHED text.

magda: don’t open ur closet door there’s a wasp in there no time to explain gtg give a tedtalk about being the smartest woman alive don’t get stung ig

magda: or do. literally whatever it’s ur life.

send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

magda: open ur window

magda: open ur window

magda: open ur window

magda: open ur window

magda: 4 texts is extremely polite i’m breaking the pane now i have a leg injury and i’m fucking bleeding out nadira do u want my life on ur hands? i didn’t fucking think so

send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

magda: ever wish ur teeth screamed like terrified villagers whenever u chewed things so u could feel like a maniacal giant that came down on a beanstalk to reap havoc on that bastard jack and all of his neighbors whenever u ate a sandwich?

magda: wrong person but still an incredibly important philosophical debate so i’d appreciate ur input.

magda: what the fuck?

magda: so suddenly i’m not allowed to catch a live bat and smuggle it in through ur window to let loose in ur house with high ceilings like it’s very own adventure park?

                     𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉  𝒘𝒂𝒔  𝒔𝒐  𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍  𝒂𝒕  𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.  in  a  way  that  leo  really  didn't  understand  how  he  deserved.  not  that  this  place  was  created  for  him,  it  was  just  that  he  ended  up  there.  he  was  sure  that  he  should  be  back  on  the  streets  of  new  york,  "  this  place  is  kind  of  beautiful.  i  hate  to  admit  it.  "  the  cigarette  balanced  between  his  lips,  smoke  encircling  his  own  head  as  he  passed  the  bottle  of  wine  back  to  nadira.  "  do  you  ever  miss  new  york?  "

contact:  nadira 🍑