Pippin & Jeremiah; March Residence.
Pippin tucked her phone away before she jogged across the yard toward the house. It was a pretty house. The patio was fantastic! And the puppy was adorable. Her smile became less hesitant to watch its antics.
She was wearing an old pair of jeans that had a hole in one knee and, should one get a look, was in danger of ripping just beneath her right back pocket. A tshirt with the album cover for Midnight Syndicate's 13th Hour was under a blue plaid flannel button down. Well worn hiking boots completed her wild woman of the north look.
As she got closer she got a better look at Casanova. Not exactly what she pictured beneath that mask, but definitely not disappointing. He was cute! Pippin put her hand in his extended one. "Nice to meet the real you."