A lace-trimmed crop top with grey denim shorts and a little pendant necklace detail, perfect for summer nights watching the fireflies. If you use it and post screen shots I’d love for your to tag me so I can see!
today i visited the wonderful town of twee! ( @onetotwee ‘s town! )〔´∇｀〕
every room was like a different adventure, from libraries to a cafe and a store too! it was lovely to be able to walk into the museum store rooms and be pleasantly surprised with what i found, as well as the well decorated houses! the town’s scenery was pretty also, with lots of hybrids, bushes and PWPS! the whole experience was so relaxing. thankyou NEZ for letting me visit and take so many pictures!（๑✧∀✧๑）
Rosaline Capulet fought back a moan as her stomach rolled. She sat back on her heels for a moment, setting down her duster and pressing the her hands against her eyes. As much as she appreciated the peace and quiet of having her sister and best friend out for the day, the fact that they would have company that evening meant, migraine or not, she’d be spending the better part of the afternoon cleaning. Of course, the fact that she had a migraine meant that she was moving much slower than usual. She’d already had to rush to the bathroom once so far, and didn’t think she was far from a second trip. With a few slow, steady breaths, she felt confident enough to finish dusting.
A knock at the door distracted her, and she called for the person to enter. She looked up briefly, and returned to her work. She couldn’t decide whether to be annoyed or grateful for her visitor. “To what do I owe the pleasure, Montague?”
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Benvolio lean against the doorway into the living room and cross his arms. “Everyone else is pre-gaming at the beach…and you are cleaning.”
Lately, their banter had been surprisingly enjoyable…borderline flirting most days, but today she couldn’t bring herself to engage. “Babysitting is not my idea of fun on a good day,” she muttered.
“True,” Ben conceded with a smirk. “And it’s pretty unfair of you to abandon me to wrangle the kids all on my own. You know how they get when you give them alcohol and set them loose on a crowd. Not a good day, huh?” She refused to look at him, unwilling to admit weakness. He was silent for a moment, his gaze practically burning into her. “You have a migraine.”