meme ;; ♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort

Her spacious apartment had never seemed so cluttered, and that was saying something since its usual state was typically unkempt. Shirts and torn black skinny jeans were flung haphazardly over furniture. Guitar picks, empty bottles of vodka and take out cartons were left untouched on the rosewood floorboards and were labeled a health hazard by anyone with a sane mind. Someone had left the radio on in the living room, but neither girl wanted to turn it down, and the heavy, thumping bass could be felt through the carpet of Zoey’s bedroom.

Her neighbours were going to kill her later.

“Motherfucker…” The girl couldn’t help herself from slurring the word as it dripped off her tongue. She tilted her head towards Genevieve, hair flopped into her eyes, and a giddy smile painted itself across her face. It was probably safe to say that she was drunk out of her head, but where was the surprise there? “You should always bring the booze when we party.” She was too  out of it to register her arm draping over the brunette’s shoulders. The smell of fragrant perfume wafted up her nostrils, the scene being far too strong for the nostrils of a werewolf, but in her current mindset, she felt like she surrounded by a flowers. Hundreds of dozens of flowers. 

It was nice.

“We should definitely do this again.”