Where was the line between stalking and just amicably browsing? After the tenth picture? The fiftieth? Or was it determined by how long I stared at the Platypus pictures of Nix? Would it be better to just friend her or would she think something of that?
No, I didn"t want to admit to f*******:, or her, that I was intrigued. That I was interested in her and the life she led. The partying, the people, the haze of the rainbow... All of it was tempting and I wanted to be part of it, but could I really immerse myself in this world without falling in love with it, with her?
I scrolled through another event until her familiar face popped up. Her piercing grey eyes, the dazzling smile that knocked me off my feet, her flowy hair. Even her thin nose and high cheekbones added to her uniqueness and b
