mm_j (mm_j) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2009-09-26 17:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | olivia, robert |
Olivia and Robbie, Saturday night
She had exactly five minutes before Robbie was supposed to be at her door and she still felt like a wreck. She'd tried on at least ten outfits, not knowing why she was making such a big deal out of this, but just knowing she had to.
She twisted in front of the mirror in her final outfit, a cream-colored sweaterdress that while modest in length, clung to her figure but didn't make her look too 'Woo hoo! Fuck me!" and a pair of brown boots. She ran a hand through her hair which she'd styled in loose curls and checked her make up, deciding that she'd just wear this and call it a night. She didn't have time to change again anyway.