tagged by @brokenxbeautyxx
instructions: fill out the questions about your muse, repost, and tag as many people you want.

1. what does your muse smell like?
Chanel No 5 perfume and strawberries. 

2. how often does your muse bath/shower? any habits?
Lydia showers and washes her hair daily, and is a little OCD about how she brushes it. The damp hair must be spritzed with argon oil and brushed out with a wide-toothed comb. She also enjoys braiding her hair. 

3. does your muse have any tattoos or piercing?
no tattoos (she wouldn’t dream of it!) but a piercing in each ear from when she was young. 

4. any body movement quirks ( ex. knee shakes )?
Lydia has a habit of sucking in and puckering her lips when she is thinking.

5. what do they sleep in?
usually satin or cotton pyjamas from Victoria’s Secret

6. what’s their favorite piece of clothing?
a hoodie that Stiles left at her house once. She keeps it hidden away

7. what do they do when they wake up?
because of her track record, Lydia keeps a note pad next to her bed and immediately writes down her dreams as soon as she wakes. 

8. how do they sleep? position?
curled in the foetus position on one side of her bed

9. what do their hands feel like?
smooth and pampered (Lydia keeps a small bottle of hand lotion in her purse that smells of jasmine). Her fingers are usually cold. 

10. if you kissed them, what would they usually taste like?
sweet, like green apples and strawberries mixed with the flavour of whichever lipstick she had decided upon that day. 

Tagging: @captainiissm @fcrestmaiden @unlockinglahey @notmyjeepyoucreep @fxxtballsajoke @unreliable-hero @strifexchaos @stormscbrewing @toysoldicr @battlexhardened @hastodosomething @amongthcwreck

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.