so, there may or may not be kanye west on full blast in your room! he also may have the speaker hidden; spun into a web in the corner of the ceiling, just so you can’t turn it off. whoops! lips tug into a tiny grin once the door swings open; frame carelessly slumped in her window cell, brows raising as he turns to look at her, shoulders shrugging slightly.
” —- I have no idea where that’s coming from, huh! Weird, yeah.”
She’s got hands over her ears and glaring right at him, for once upset about the fact her mother wasn’t home to yell at the music. But she wasn’t — so she’ll make her way over to the window ledge, thumping him on the arms a couple of times, trying to talk over the music.
