🪩• The aftermath of a party was always Powders favourite. Especially when she could spend it with her boyfriend, Ekko.

She sat on the edge of her bed, leather Jacket discarded onto the floor somewhere, leaving her just in her baggy white-grey crewneck embroidered with awkward golden patterns, hints of red patches and her white skirt on.

Ekko was laid out on her bed— Powder herself was a bit tipsy. Ekko didn’t drink, but Powder had hung out with Eve for a bit so, inevitably, she drank a little.

She barely had any clue what Ekko was saying. He just looked so damn handsome.