the water felt great against her skin, swimming for herself becoming more of her priority instead of swimming for her team, swimming for something she wasn’t focused on. emily stopped midway lap, and poked her head from the waves colliding with such olive toned skin. ❝ you know, it would be more fun if you got in here. ❞ desperation dripped from her mouth, suggesting the one person she was so defensive about to at least try to let go of everything that has happened to them so far, and have fun with her. ❝ the water’s not even cold so don’t give me that excuse. ❞
@untamablebeasts // ♡’d
