Summer sharply inhaled, her back pressed against the wall. She regained her composure and smirked.

"They say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, right? And I think the gutterpunk look is a contrast to my recent witchy fey aesthetic. Besides, don't I at least do your look justice...?"

"There's no evidence of that.

Unrelated, but this top is a little snug..."

"Wrench. I really should have said wrench."🤦‍♀️

So dramatic. Summer can also just turn the lights off and close the blinds.

You can also just be on the couch. Max knows not to walk into my apartment without knocking.