#sickhearted

"i’m not drunk. okay i am. but the feelings? those are real."

"it's  bittersweet  to  think  about,  isn't  it?  how  we  have  such  a  beautiful  beginning  only  for  it  to  end  so  terribly."

"oh for fuck—" quickly averting her gaze from her roommate, noah dramatically smacks her hands over her eyes. the drama is a little typical of her. "don't you own a shirt or something?"

she sighed and looked down at her hands as they shook. she didn't need stress - she didn't need bullshit. "i fell for another one of his lies and i'm very done with him now. i promise."

a look and she grinned at them, "you're not getting away with this, this time. spill."

she took her bag off and dropped it onto the floor before falling onto the bed and just laying there. she heard reed in the bathroom and she sighed before hugging the pillows. "livestreams are exhausting..." louisa muttered as her boyfriend appeared. "especially when i had my sister's kids around."

kennedy bit into her lower lip and she took a bite from her dinner, "i'm exhausted. i had a long shift, can we not do this tonight?"

“i  told  you  i'm  fine,  i  just  need  a  moment  to  myself  before  i  get  my  mind  back  into  the  race."