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*ೃ:.✧ ─── ( 𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 ) ❛ I WOULD IF I COULD ❜ ⌣*ೃ:.✧✼°․⋆⌣ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
𝗮𝘂𝗴𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝟮𝟰, 𝟭𝟵𝟲𝟰
EVELYN AWOKE to the sound of someone knocking on her hotel door. after the altercation with lewis, george had gotten her some pain reliever pills before she drifted off into a peaceful sleep. it wasn't hard to fall asleep since that's what she needed.
"i'll get it! i'll get it!" melanie jumped out of bed and sprinted towards the door, not wanting evelyn to move a muscle.
evelyn rubbed her eyes and sat up in bed as a woman from room service walked in with a cart full of breakfast dishes. the blonde approached it, her mouth watering as she got a sniff of the warm and delicious food.
she heard her stomach faintly growl and it wasn't until now when she realized she barely had anything to eat at all yesterday.
"i'm sorry. we didn't order any breakfast." evelyn told the short woman with greying streaks meshed into her braided brown locks.
melanie quickly nudged evelyn, not willing to give up a free breakfast.
"well someone did." the woman insisted, though she stayed still, waiting to see if the girls accepted the meal or not.
"there's a note." melanie pointed at the folded piece of paper on a plate of toasted english muffins next to a single rose.
