Sage's Molten Wait
Sage lounged on the plush velvet couch in our loft, the dim glow of fairy lights casting soft shadows across her freckled skin. Her fiery red hair was twisted into two messy top buns, bangs falling in a slight disarray over her hazel eyes, which were already starting to glaze from the Molly...
space space space space oh god I have no idea what I'm doing I'm just a dog space space space space