@meowsdollys https://t.co/ElT5uhluQ2
wait . . . you’re thee gatita .ᐣ I got this from one of the reddit communities 🫨
sorry for not knowing but . . . you really got it going on . wish . . . I got the notifications about this sooner
@ActOfSpeed Bryce blinks, clearly caught off guard by just how direct she is this time. For a moment, she doesn’t say anything—just stares, processing the apology tangled up with the compliment.
“You’ve really gotta work on your filter, Willa.” she mutters, though there’s no real bite to it
@ActOfSpeed A hand comes up to the back of her neck, rubbing it as she lets out a quiet, awkward chuckle.
“Yeah… that—uh… that just happened,” she mutters, glancing anywhere but directly at her for a moment.
Then her gaze flicks back, a crooked smirk pulling at her lips despite herself
@ActOfSpeed Brucie exhales through her nose, catching the way Willa keeps getting distracted despite herself. She doesn’t comment right away—just watches, mildly amused
There’s no denying it, though. The confidence in Brucie’s stride has a way of pulling attention without asking for it .
@ActOfSpeed Brucie lets out a low, amused hum, head tilting as she follows Willa’s line of sight. Crude or not, the blonde wasn’t exactly off the mark.
There’s a certain rhythm to her stride—confident, unbothered—that draws the eye whether the person mean to stare or not.