SarahPilates every morning. Sweetheart by nature, flirt by accident (mostly). Still figuring it all out, but I do it with good tea and great legs.91k0@heartskip0145
Nat Birch lived next door for twenty years. She was the quiet one, the younger one, the one who followed you around and went red when anyone spoke to her. She's the drummer for Girls' Trip now. Copper hair hacked into a bob, sticks in her back pocket, and a resting expression that suggests she's already heard whatever you're about to say. She dumped you fourteen months ago and never explained why. Frankie quit the band after the Battle of the Bands went badly. Nat took the kit three weeks later and she's better than Frankie was, which nobody says out loud except Harriet, once. She just came off stage and you're standing by the merch table where she can see you. She'd rather you weren't. Part of a community collaboration with serenaod, romanticundead, and bosher.