02-16-2019, 08:22 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 1.5;"]・゚✧  Ellie lounged in the cafeteria, twirling mindlessly at her hair as she plucked away at split ends. That was until Hayley entered, catching the blonde woman’s interest as her friend waltzed in, a large box in hand. Elinor sat forward in her seat, chin resting on the palm of her hand as her pastel gaze followed the brunette, eyebrows furrowing with curiosity at this ‘surprise’ the leader was talking about. Ellie was an inquisitive creature; the suggestion of a surprise would always be quick to catch her attention. Plus, the fact that there was a box on the table, Ellie wanted to know now what the said surprise was. And so, with a gleam in her eye, Ellie leaned forward to show that she was paying attention, pursing her lips in thought of what it could possibly be.
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I'M BURNING BRIDGES, I DESTROY THE MIRAGE
[div style="width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; font-size: 5pt; line-height: 1; letter-spacing: 2.6px; word-spacing: 1.9px; margin-bottom: 5px;"]ALL VISIONS OF COLLISIONS, FUCKING BON VOYAGE — truce.#1303
《 WRITING &. PINTEREST &. SPOTIFY 》
[div style="width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; font-size: 5pt; line-height: 1; letter-spacing: 2.6px; word-spacing: 1.9px; margin-bottom: 5px;"]ALL VISIONS OF COLLISIONS, FUCKING BON VOYAGE — truce.#1303
《 WRITING &. PINTEREST &. SPOTIFY 》