{ An indie selective and private Lydia Martin roleplay blog, tracking the tag: bravexbanshee. the images and the character are not mine.}
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didn’t even notice when she stopped talking, but he certainly did notice when his cigarette was plucked right out of his mouth and stepped on. luce shoots her a look like daggers, and if looks could kill——
❝ do i look like i care about the dangers of smoking ? and i don’t know, probably something about school. ❞
{ lydia didn’t even flinch at her friend’s glare and instead she bared her teeth at him, making a mockery of a smile. her gaze flicked down to her nailbeds but since they were perfect, she couldn’t study them for long. she feigned disinterest at the first part of his sentence before scoffing when he’d finished speaking. why was she the only smart one? }
" It’s a good thing that I’m here to care for you, isn’t it? – No, it wasn’t about school. I was asking you if you’d managed to remember to buy groceries. Honestly, I think you’d forget everything if I wasn’t being a wonderful, kind goddess and helping you out. “