A tan sandal and a fair slender leg stepped out of a black sedan. A gray cardigan draped over denim shorts and a white camisole. Oversized brown sunglasses perched on top of a button nose. They shielded over amber eyes.
Long wavy crimson hair fluttered against a soft breeze.
Evangeline Reed had come to her apartment after two weeks off work.
Nanzie trailed behind as the model climbed up the stairs. The former opted out of her suit and wore tight yoga pants with a black shirt. Her raven black hair was braided at the back of her head. The shorter strands had been brushed back, exposing her sharp facial features.
She carried a duffel bag in one hand.
She had replaced her boots with sneakers.
Is this.. a lovers' quarrel? Wow. I just spoiled the title of the next chapter. Whoops. Lol.
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On another note, anyone else who is like Eve? And am I the only one around her who likes to eat out alone? Haha. To watch movies alone? Companions are fun and I do enjoy these activities with them but... there's something about doing them alone that makes them liberating.
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Am I making sense?
No?
Oh, well.
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Have a good day!
Other ongoing work: Trust and Believe in Love