“ oh, fuck, sorry, ” she breathed out with a hoarse voice as she hurriedly brushed some of her hair behind her ear. she knew she looked like a mess but she hoped the dim lighting concealed some her untidiness. she had known that a trip to the kitchen in the middle of the night was a mistake. especially with her red and puffy eyes. no amount of hot chocolate was worth it. now she just wanted out of the situation. this was not her. ----- @rcmcih












