"Why the word Songbird?"
"Um, let's see," I nervously chuckle as I think through my answer, "Someone I love deeply used to call me that. They told me that 'I am like a songbird. A beautiful creature who makes the most beautiful music,'" I sigh, as h...
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I don't think I've ever rushed back home so fast.
As soon as Sarah and Mitch left the store, I had to stop myself from absolutely losing my shit in public. I can't believe I told them their music sounded like an eargasm. What the fuck was I thinking.
I made sure to call Angela on the way home and give her the rundown. She of course was on the edge of her seat and nearly bought a ticket to London. I had to calm her down before she actually went through with it. She threatened that if I didn't take a lot of pictures with Sarah, Mitch and whoever else was there she was going to kick me out of the apartment.
Too dramatic if you ask me.
"Dee," I called out when I opened the door but received no answer back.
She must be out with Sammy then. Must be nice to have a dick to call your own. I ran upstairs and headed straight for the showers. If I'm going to be surrounded by the king and queen themselves, there are probably going to be other people with them who are relatively famous.
After going through a total of 10 outfits I settled on this cute beige plaid long sleeved crop top with a matching skirt and paired that with some combat boots. Comfort over style is a must. I'd prefer not to have my feet fall off at the end of the night. I did my make up very lightly. I wasn't heavily invested in makeup like most people. Minimal is best for personally, but then again people can change, right?
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