Lulu was smart enough to know Wendy had an affinity for this sort of thing. Maybe it was not the occult attechment that Lulu herself had, but Wendy dabbled nonetheless. Difference was: Wendy got to walk away.
And that was infuriating.
But as long as Wendy was here anyway, she may as well make this a night for the laid-back teen to remember.
“Do you want to see which one’s mine?” her voice was flat, casual, she spoke without even bothering to move closer to the other girl.
"I—" Wendy didn’t know how to reply to this jarring question, stopping her cold in her steps. Lulu had to be planning something; this wasn’t the sort of question one just asked out of the blue for no reason. Slightly wary, Wendy slowly turned back around to face Lulu. “Yeah, sure.” Too late, she realised her reply was too casual for such a solemn offer. “I mean, if you really want to show me.”
Almost of their own accord, her feet began to take her to where Lulu was in slow, measured steps. She stopped beside her, a feeling akin to dread filling her. She didn’t know what Lulu had in mind, but she didn’t have a good feeling about it, not at all.
(Source: weeniecorduroy)
1:04 am Tuesday, August 19, 2014 | 
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