@catastrochat [ is speaking between bite, trying her best not to drop the stick there; cheeks heating up in seconds as she mumbled in between words. ] it's—— a game, yes! you just had to bite the other end of the stick and, well——
well, yes! got another commission deadline coming up—— oh, and some weekly bakery cleaning to do with my parents later, then—— oh, shoot! Adrien, I feel like I'm forgetting something! I'm pretty sure that's the case, oh god—— 🌀
then you kissed me — i felt hot wax on my forehead. i wanted it to leave a mark; that's how i knew i loved you. because i wanted to be burned, stamped, to have something in the end.
i will never leave him. it will be this, always, for as long as he will let me. if i had had words to speak such a thing, i would have. but there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth.
then you kissed me — i felt hot wax on my forehead. i wanted it to leave a mark; that's how i knew i loved you. because i wanted to be burned, stamped, to have something in the end.