#partoftheinnercircle

“I know what you’re thinking so you might as well say it–” she muttered, ruffling her hair a little frustratingly at the figure in front of her as a small smile spread across her lips. Not that Lydia had any physic powers, no matter how much she wished she did, but she could tell that they were thinking or saying something about her inside that little head of theirs. The banshee wanted answers.

“Think about what happened in the last couple hours. None of that needs to be told to anyone. It’s all bad news, Mason.”

      “are you having a competition for finding the WEIRDEST reading material in the library? or are you actually into this stuff? no judgement either way -- it’s just.. an interesting choice.”

“Of course you would. You’re just a child, a human blinded by the obvious. I have been around a lot longer than you may think. True love does not exist, nor will it ever. Nobody hurt me, nobody can hurt me. My words are spoken from experience.”

what’s your kol?

ahhhh idk. i mean i do already have a shit ton of icons for her but >_> i don’t know. i’m not sure i’d do her justice anymore.

ooc. lies down on you and cries bc you are the best, thANK YOU.