βʊʈ ɣoʊ ɯoʊʟɗɳ'ʈ ʊɳɗɵɾsʈɑɳɗ {ɢɪʀʟ oɴʟʏ, ɴøɫ ɑɕɕɵpɫɪɴɢ}

[imperfection;]

Emily Diana Hertz

Thinking about; I hate you sun.
Mood; Tired.
Crush; Saage! ;D
Location; In her room.



Emily gently pulled away Sage's hands away from her face. "Oh, really?" She giggled and sat down beside her.

[probablyspiderman]

Sage nodded and frowned. Yes. Really. She started at Emily with her poker face on.

[imperfection;]

Emily Diana Hertz

Thinking about; I hate you sun.
Mood; Tired.
Crush; Saage! ;D
Location; In her room.



Emily tilted her head slightly on the side. "You okay, hun? You look.. Cranky." With one hand she stroked Sage's cheek.

[probablyspiderman]

Sage sighed. I Hate mornings. My Dad always gets up and come to hi- She cut off her sentence, not sure if she was ready to tell someone yet.

[imperfection;]

Emily Diana Hertz

Thinking about; I hate you sun.
Mood; Tired.
Crush; Saage! ;D
Location; In her room.



Emily pulled her hand away. "You don't have to tell me if you don't wanna. It's fine. Just.. I'm not your dad here. I'm guessing what he does isn't good.." She yawned loudly and thought about something to change the subject to. "So what do you wanna eat for breakfast?" She asked with a soft smile. "I'll cook it."

[probablyspiderman]

Sage smiled. Thanks. Sage yawned right after and giggled. Anything Is fine. She said softly.

[imperfection;]

Emily Diana Hertz

Thinking about; I hate you sun.
Mood; Tired.
Crush; Saage! ;D
Location; In her room.



Emily rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh come on, tell me something! French toast, pancakes, crepes, anything!? Cake, brownies?" She said random examples just to make Sage say one out of all of them.

[probablyspiderman]

Sage giggled. I want French Toast. She said, leaning up and streching her amrs skyward.

[war paint.]

Skylar paced the grave yard again after she lapped the hole blok she saw kayla's coffin and sighed looking down she kicked a pebbel,And looked up seeing emily's house she shook her head and kept walking.

[imperfection;]

Emily Diana Hertz

Thinking about; I hate you sun.
Mood; Tired.
Crush; Saage! ;D
Location; In her room.



Emily nodded. "Alright then, let's go downstairs." She walked downstairs slowly, making sure she didn't trip. She smelled something odd. She then heard her mom's voice, Hey hun, do you want you and your girlfriend to have some French toast? Emily's cheeks went bright pink. "Mom, I can cook myself, and she isn't my girlfriend!" She sighed. "Yet anyways.." She mumbled.