glorious banner by Nimue @ tda
I blush at the thought of James noticing the length of my dress and remember him looking back at me on the settee, the silence and my jaw hanging between us. I think of electricity, of the crackling tip of a cigarette, of a lumos whispered on a hot night.
A study in teenage angst, nature, a school newspaper advice column, and the aftershock of the choices we make.
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