0rganist
Eternal Wanderer of the Plains
@jrusso20
"Why is your room always an absolute mess, Lobelia?" Uriel said as he leaned against the door to her room. His face exhausted as she had spent almost all night talking to him nonstop about the Winter Ball she was so set in planning before the Tournament.
"Look, Uriel," Lobelia said with a huge grin across her lips as she popped up from a pile of clothes sitting in the middle of her room. A long sky blue dress in her hands as she displayed it for him, "Do you think I'll look good in this with the white heels I showed you earlier?"
"Why does it matter? Guys don't even look at your feet they look at..." He gestured his eyes towards her chest, making her cheeks flush a bright red.
"URIEL" She growled and reached down for a shirt she promptly threw at him, "Not all men are absolute pigs like you appear to think!"
Her lips curled down into a small pout as she climbed out of the mess of clothes she had created in her room, the place looked like a hurricane had found its way through it and left it through the small window that sat next to her bed.
He shook his head, disapprovingly looking at her one last time before he made his way out of the room closing the door behind him. With her pout still on her lips, her eyes trailed to the clock that hung above her door, the time finally creeping close.
Shit shit shit, gotta fly!
In almost a completely swift move, she slid her slender body into the dress and her feet into the heels she had picked earlier. Her hair hanging loosely across her shoulders.
"I'll be back in a few," she said softly as she pecked Uriel on the cheek on her way out. Grabbing her purse from the stand near the door on her way out.
Her heart raced excitedly on her way down the stairs heading towards her car in the underground parking lot.
"Why is your room always an absolute mess, Lobelia?" Uriel said as he leaned against the door to her room. His face exhausted as she had spent almost all night talking to him nonstop about the Winter Ball she was so set in planning before the Tournament.
"Look, Uriel," Lobelia said with a huge grin across her lips as she popped up from a pile of clothes sitting in the middle of her room. A long sky blue dress in her hands as she displayed it for him, "Do you think I'll look good in this with the white heels I showed you earlier?"
"Why does it matter? Guys don't even look at your feet they look at..." He gestured his eyes towards her chest, making her cheeks flush a bright red.
"URIEL" She growled and reached down for a shirt she promptly threw at him, "Not all men are absolute pigs like you appear to think!"
Her lips curled down into a small pout as she climbed out of the mess of clothes she had created in her room, the place looked like a hurricane had found its way through it and left it through the small window that sat next to her bed.
He shook his head, disapprovingly looking at her one last time before he made his way out of the room closing the door behind him. With her pout still on her lips, her eyes trailed to the clock that hung above her door, the time finally creeping close.
Shit shit shit, gotta fly!
In almost a completely swift move, she slid her slender body into the dress and her feet into the heels she had picked earlier. Her hair hanging loosely across her shoulders.
"I'll be back in a few," she said softly as she pecked Uriel on the cheek on her way out. Grabbing her purse from the stand near the door on her way out.
Her heart raced excitedly on her way down the stairs heading towards her car in the underground parking lot.