It was a quiet day, got a lot of the cleaning done. Put the returns away nothing fun. I’ve been counting down the hours until I can go home. I’m absolutely shitting myself about meeting his family. But I’m also excited to finally see Tyler on his bike. When I finally get home, I do myself a light dinner and then stare at my wardrobe. What do I wear? Fuck it I go with a pair of skinny jeans, a blue strappy top and a black cardigan. I put my little black ballerina flats on. I get my jacket from the hanger and shrug that on too. I put my hair in a loose side plait. Easy enough so I can take it out and it won’t be all bumpy. I freshen up my makeup from earlier. My phone alerts me that I have a text. Tate: I’m sorry about last night. I hope we can still be friend’s babe.
