call me sarah or dad! i’m 18 && fine with whichever pronouns you feel most comfortable with. i’m currently a senior in high school, && i don’t have a plan beyond that. eastern standard time (utc−04:00)
































her lips puckered into a moue as she watched her wife, a previously excited expression rapidly melting away. normally she would respect the fact that things needed to be done && offer her full support, but the constant brushing off of her requests was becoming overwhelming. delicate hands firmly yanked the chair away from the desk with a surprising amount of strength. she didn’t particularly care if it caused georgina to flaw the letter as there were more urgent matters at hand : her marriage, for example. ❝—- do you honestly think that i will take no for an answer ? ❞ the small woman planted herself in the other’s lap && met her gaze face-to-face with an intense blaze behind her eyes. ❝—- one day i will be old && unable to hardly walk, && you’ll regret saying no. i’ll save you that regret. ❞