after arriving in phuket, sabina had been one of the first people margot texted with the news. still sore from the flight and beyond disgruntled with the fact that she had to be there in the first place, she figured some of her friend’s lighthearted company would do both her mood and her jet lag some good. she came to sabina’s door and raised her hand to knock, small traces of an excited smile playing at her lips. “room service.” [ @rosetainted ]












