say something | mikhail & firuz; ft: nahla
Mikhail inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of woods and fresh air, something he wasn’t used to living in New York. He was anxious about the road trip at first, and he was still sort of hesitant, but he was actually having a lot of fun. There was something special about seeing the country with his soulmate and best friends. Yawning, Mikhail stretched his legs out and held his arms in front of him, examining the slight tan he gained from sitting out by the lake. Everyone else was eating or sleeping, except Nahla, who was sitting beside him. He was worried about Firuz, considering he was sort of tense during the drive there. “You think Frizz is alright?” He asked her quietly, peering over at her. “He seemed sort of upset in the car.