Chapter Twenty-One.
The next morning I was in all the tabloids and newspapers about my new style. The tabloids loved it, being the younger crowd, and the newspapers were against it being the more conservative crowd. I didn’t really care, it was more Jessa telling me about this. I was back in my slump again, not caring about it at all, or anything else for that matter.
I didn’t want to stick to that look, that was just for the fun of it, but I decided I wanted to go back to the pub tonight, and I would surely be recognised if I kept the dark sultry eye look.
I decided that it was time to go to the pub considering my imagination of Sebastian wasn’t purely related to alcohol, and I definitely needed a beer.
When I got to the pub I went straight to the bar, Mauve putting a beer right in
