let it go.

majoring in botany and taking tech classes at a vocational school to help her with online sales.

has a cool rock collection. mainly collects rocks that have cool shapes or smooth surfaces. also, she has a side instagram dedicated to each rock she finds.

genesis has a golden retriever named tina (or big t) as a service dog to assist her in public.

one of her main coping mechanisms is buying new house plants for her room. it’s basically a mini greenhouse in there.

on the topic of coping mechanisms, genesis had recently kicked the habit of abusing xanax. prone to relapse still, but she tends to try and not think about it. she’s since stopped selling it as well.

ALWAYS takes an outfit of the day picture to post on her instagram, which she’s actually pretty popular on (4k followers).

            ⟶ the party was a major success thus far -- strippers of all kinds were here, drugs, a fire playlist, and . . someone yelling his name. angrily. the yells got closer and all of a sudden -- CRASH. a bottle hand been broken over his head. 

               “ you just made a huge FUCKING mistake, asshole. these glass shards are about to go down your throat! ” did he care why the other dude did it? not at all. did he want to beat the guy into a bloody pulp? FUCK YEAH HE DID!!! 

@saevus​

           ⟶ it was no question as to who could have possibly written it. nobody genesis knew was lame enough to go out of their way for a letter like this, aside from minori. 

                          of course.

eyes remained locked on the letter before tossing it back onto her desk. “ what a poor excuse of a letter. his handwriting kinda sucks, too. ” annoyed with a dash of uncertainty, she stared at it on the table beside her before taking it and putting it in her bag.

          not so brilliant, was she now ? venomous hues twinkled with amusement in note of her lack of wit, though partially disgusted by hasty mannerisms. swiftly does he assume his seat, hands folding neatly above table’s surface. poised smile greets her, unwavering by dismissive sharpness of her tone.

          ❝ minori. ❞ he says. idle introduction was always a bore. he wonders how long this woman would take realize his identity, even when it was blatantly obvious. but poor little genesis would not take it into account, nor does it seem that she would any time soon.

          truly a wonder if she even cared. perhaps there was no real need of assistance—not that he wanted it to begin with, but dearest parents would insist if he wanted to make progress. ❝ very well then, let’s get this over with, shall we ? ❞

           ⟶ minori, minori . . where did she know that name from? this is a moment where being blind in one eye SUCKED -- one of many. genesis remained concentrating on his features rather than his words; deals were just a script to her at this point. the girl rested her chin on one palm and pointed at him with the other hand, for dramatic effect.

           “ i’ll take the money in advance. first time buyers like you are unpredictable. ” blunt, but cushioned by the quality of her voice. the aforementioned hand rested on the table as she began to speak again.

            “ also, do you go to nyu by any chance? taking any . . summer classes? ”

DISCLAIMER: dark themes will be present. the most common ones are drugs, violence & mental illnesses. this blog will also be way more nsfw than my main.

          patience, sweet genesis. time would tell until he decides to signal his arrival. several minutes was intentionally spent in naught, simply to make his little drug dealer sit in anticipation for her client. watchful hues observe from a distance. another minute passes, and a brief message is sent to inform her of his presumed delay. curious woman, wasn’t she ? to think someone like herself would be involved with the distribution of narcotics. 

          they had stumbled upon each other in more than a few occasions; however, with minimal contact. another minute goes by, and it is then when he approaches her. a pleasant curl rested upon sly lips when he greets her. ❝ genesis, right ? apologies for my tardiness. there was an ordeal i had to deal with on my way here. ❞

            ⟶ genesis had been in the middle of chewing a fresh and rather HUGE bite of her sandwich when her client had decided to finally show up. dark brown eyes met the other with unmasked annoyance, sighted eye doing its best to study the frame of exactly who was in front of her. had she seen this man before? 

a dainty hand waved, followed with a signal for him to come over to the table she had been waiting at and the shift of her legs onto the floor ( where they belong ) to free the chair before her.

                “ that’s me, and you? ” a honeyed voice inquires after hurriedly chewing and swallowing her food, before setting it down on the napkin-plate she had made. truly, genesis was beauty without grace at her finest.