Post by zannaarquett on Oct 14, 2006 12:45:52 GMT -5
Coffee. The coffee shop. Didn't she come here a lot?
Yes.
Too much, probably. But the warm taste...the caffeine...it was all too alluring. And alas she was back. Back for more. More delicious coffee; yum.
Dressed in a scoopneck gray shirt with slate blue stars, and a pair of darkwashed skinny jeans, the slim female pushed the Cafe's door open and stepped inside. Her soft black ballet flats tapped against the ground, slowly carrying her toward the shining green counter. Once there, she put the softest hint of a smile on her face and ordered.
Non-fat Vanilla Latte.
Yes, non-fat.
So it was slightly conformist; living in the O.C., she definitely did not want to gain so much as 3 pounds. Her clothes wouldn't fit. She'd have to buy new clothes of a bigger size. That just wasn't going to happen.
It just wouldn't.
[/color][/size]Yes.
Too much, probably. But the warm taste...the caffeine...it was all too alluring. And alas she was back. Back for more. More delicious coffee; yum.
Dressed in a scoopneck gray shirt with slate blue stars, and a pair of darkwashed skinny jeans, the slim female pushed the Cafe's door open and stepped inside. Her soft black ballet flats tapped against the ground, slowly carrying her toward the shining green counter. Once there, she put the softest hint of a smile on her face and ordered.
Non-fat Vanilla Latte.
Yes, non-fat.
So it was slightly conformist; living in the O.C., she definitely did not want to gain so much as 3 pounds. Her clothes wouldn't fit. She'd have to buy new clothes of a bigger size. That just wasn't going to happen.
It just wouldn't.