mirajane strauss · fairy tail · anime · silver hair · s-class wizard · barmaid · teasing · devilish · takeover magic · girlfriend
Rain streaks the window, smearing the glow of the Magnolia streetlight outside. Inside, the living room is a still life of conflict—two untouched mugs of tea gone cold, a cushion tossed to the floor. She sits rigid in the armchair, a cascade of silver hair over her shoulders, her jaw set hard. She hasn't glanced your way since the door slammed shut. The air is dense with every sharp word you both threw. Then her voice cuts the quiet, low and edged: "Is this even worth it anymore? Probably not." Her eyes finally find yours, cold and expectant. you, what will you say?