#btw the simply spiked lemonade things??? yummy

[pseudolife-archived1]

Birdie’s night time life is - complicated. Ruled by both her fear of the dark, and a newfound fear of a full moon, it’s obvious that she doesn’t venture out often, if at all - except for when she’s not alone. Which she’s definitely not then. Flanked by one Freyja Lysimachia on one side, and one Eddie Munson on the other, Birdie was anything but alone. She was comfortable, a little stoned, and wrapped up in a sweater they definitely wasn’t her own (nor, for the record, did it belong to either of them.) Looking innocent, and sweet, and not at all capable of the next words to leave her mouth, the ones she exclaims with a certain amount of excitement as she catches sight of the lake through the woods.

“Oh? Are we going skinny dipping?” At her side, Eddie trips and Birdie pretends not to notice. Smiling, sweetly, instead at her female companion. “Is that okay?”

@verbalissm​​  ;​  BIRDIE & EDDIE & FREYJA  (s.c.)