1 Work in Drag SOS RPF
"Talk to me," there was a plea.
"It just... gets to me sometimes. It's too much," Anna relented, watching her highly-decorated eyes begin to well up in the reflected image of herself. It was impossible sometimes not to see parallels between the lives of those people and their own, sometimes troubled, lives and pasts.
"Does this help?" Cheddar hissed, huskily, nuzzling her shaved head against the side of her friend's neck.