◟⋆—no guts no glory ࿐ *
@crmimi
millicent was late, as usual, but it wasn’t like she and miguel were on some kind of strict schedule of friendship, so fifteen minutes of being tardy probably wouldn’t end anything between them. so long as she shows up eventually, it should be fine. as of yet, they haven’t planned on how they were going to spend their free afternoon, but it doesn’t come as a surprise considering how impulsive millicent is when it comes to these kind of things.
upon spotting the huffpuff at the particular cranny they often met up in, millicent made sure her steps were light and silent. it’s not often that she sees miguel with his guard down, which makes now a perfect opportunity for a sneak attack, and— “BOO!” she shakes her friend’s shoulder as she jumps up behind him, leaning over to check on his face from behind. “did you wait long?”
