fangflame
Taimer of all horses!
Kiara looked up at her newly bought house. Grinning she thought of her boyfriend who was on his way here. Her stomach was all butterflies and worms just from thinking of him. With a sigh she reached down and grabbed the last bag from her mom's house.
She quickly conducted a search of her pockets and located the key in the back left one. The door unlocked, she pushed it open with the toe of her boot and walked in. The bare floors and walls made her wish that he was here already.
Kiara found her phone and found his number. With quick shaky fingers she typed 'Hey, you almost here?' She sent the message and went to the bedroom.
She found an outlet, plugged her laptop in and blasted some music as she busied herself making the bed and just dancing around the house, dusting the hard wood floors with her sock covered feet.
She was a sight. A 5'3" short, thin girl with ginger hair cut into a short bob around her cheeks, wearing skinny jeans with no shoes and a tank very bright tank top. She danced around, flipping her hair and getting lost in the music, laughing at the silliness of it all.
As the songs changed and a slower song can on, she walked back to the bedroom and sat on the bed, hoping (insert name here) would get here soon.
She quickly conducted a search of her pockets and located the key in the back left one. The door unlocked, she pushed it open with the toe of her boot and walked in. The bare floors and walls made her wish that he was here already.
Kiara found her phone and found his number. With quick shaky fingers she typed 'Hey, you almost here?' She sent the message and went to the bedroom.
She found an outlet, plugged her laptop in and blasted some music as she busied herself making the bed and just dancing around the house, dusting the hard wood floors with her sock covered feet.
She was a sight. A 5'3" short, thin girl with ginger hair cut into a short bob around her cheeks, wearing skinny jeans with no shoes and a tank very bright tank top. She danced around, flipping her hair and getting lost in the music, laughing at the silliness of it all.
As the songs changed and a slower song can on, she walked back to the bedroom and sat on the bed, hoping (insert name here) would get here soon.