walburga and you were absolutely polar opposites. you were the personification of the sun, and walburga was your moon.

you were fine with the secrecy of your relationship, if you could even call it that. walburga was perfect just as she was, and you would do anything for her. if hiding a relationship with her was what she needed, you’d do it. you just wanted to be with her.

walburga was seated on your bed, one leg over the other. she had been awfully quiet this week. to everyone else it was normal, but to you, it was completely out of the ordinary. she would talk a lot around you and suddenly..she wasn’t. you began feeling like you did something wrong.

you laid a few outfits out onto the bed, standing before walburga with a floral top in your hands. “you’re always so grim.” you smiled, brushing a strand of black hair behind her ear. “black or green?” you asked, holding up two shirts.

walburga raised a brow, staring you down. “neither.” she crossed her arms. “why are we doing this again?” she sighed, rolling her blue-grey eyes.