Aqua
A nightmare. That’s what this was, truly a complete and utter nightmare that I was not prepared for at all. Sitting on the carpeted floor of my room, surrounded by clothes littered all over the place I groaned. How do people figure out what to wear on a date? I always thought the scenes in the films where the girl is going crazy looking for something to wear before a date or an event was overdramatic and surely no soul goes through that much effort and stress just to decide on an outfit to wear. Clearly, it was a reality, it was my reality at least.
“Aqu- holy s**t, what is going on here?” Annie exclaimed taking in the scene in front of her. I knew I looked ridiculous as if I was doing some sort of ritual with clothes or something. She looked at my face and broke out into fits of l
