girls hate boys hate girls (kou blitz)
Jan 7, 2018 20:58:50 GMT -5
Post by Bella 🌻 on Jan 7, 2018 20:58:50 GMT -5
MAVIANA MATOS
He was tall and handsome, with olive skin and umber eyes that asked before his mouth did, hands in his pockets and a skip in his step, a hissing laugh that sounded like a bottle opening. Cute enough; polite even, but she’d known his intentions just the same—nice boys didn’t wait around in bars, hoping to be brought home to meet someone’s parents. Still, he’d been memorable, and accommodating, and Maviana wanted to give him something to remember her by.
She’d taken the pictures last night, and put them in her bedside drawer to let the colors steep in the dark. When she really thought about it she could see herself as some kind of artist, doing self-portraits. Truthfully, she’d even felt like a contortionist the way she’d tried to pose in the mirror—these things weren’t easy! But in the end she’d gotten two good ones that were giftable.
Now his name was written on an envelope (hopefully she’d spelled it right?). She was going to put the photos in it and slip it in his coat pocket tonight when she went for a drink, right before leaving the bar. Mavi smiled at the thought, fishing around in the drawer for her contraband.
A book, three smashed cigarettes and a lighter, a bottle cap, and a pen. Nothing underneath, nothing in between. They weren’t under the bed, or behind the stand. But Mavi would have never misplaced them. Her insides sank to her feet, and she was certain she would have barfed if she weren’t about to scream.
“AVON!”
Storming through the hallway, hands shaking, she met his door with her fist. ”Open up! I know you were in my room, you disgusting pig!”