|What is my nationaly:||I'm panamanian|
|Color of my hair:||White|
At all. What do you think?
Feedback is always welcome! She was looking at you timidly from across the couch with her hands twisting her short blonde strands. Your eyes focused on the article you had been reading before.
Something about keeping your skin moisturized during the cold months. The boys had gone out to get some last minute snacks for the party which left the two of you with an empty apartment to decorate before the guests started to arrive. You could tell it was going to become your favourite spot.
She picked up the mug and looked at you over the rim awaiting your response. The decorating had really tired you out and you dreaded the thought of having to mingle with people the whole evening instead of curling up on your couch with a bottle of white wine. Your eyes shot open at her statement.
You turned your gaze towards her as she drummed her fingers on her thigh looking bored. Keep reading.
Originally posted by hallucinogenicdrowse. No one replied so you decided to yell again.
And as soon as those words left your mouth, you heard multiple, fast footsteps heading down the stairs. Call me by your name.
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