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Kenzie Montgomery ([info]kenziefrenzie) wrote in [info]20somethings,
@ 2021-10-19 18:36:00
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rp: smoke, ink, and floo
Who: Kenzie & Albie
What: Tours
When: 19 October, 2027
Where: Kenzie's flat
Warnings: Weed use
Status: Complete



It had been a last minute decision on Kenzie’s part to make plans with Albie. It had all started with his post about wanting a new tattoo, an offer to get a tour, and Kenzie hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him. It was why today she had sent him a message to get together at her place, even giving him her floo so that he could floo over.

While waiting on Albie to show up, she had pulled on a pair of jeans that had holes in the knees, a black tank that hugged her slender frame, and a large burgundy sweater that hung open exposing the tank and her midriff. Dark locks had been pulled back into a feral half-up/half-down bun that was still doing whatever it wanted. She knew she should have been waiting for him in the living room, yet she found herself stretched out on her bed, one leg dangling off the edge.

The noise from the floo still didn’t move her, as she blew a puff a smoke towards her ceiling. “In here!” she called out, far too comfortable with herself to even think of moving. They had snogged in school, he had seen well… Everything, or close enough. She was fully clothed, even if her midriff was showing. “How bad did the tattoos hurt?” she asked out loud, the question having been plaguing her for days now.


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