MARCELINE'S HOUSE
POV MARCELINE
Throwing a black cardigan over my purple dress Grey gave me, I tried one more time to also fix my hair. His designer had sent over instructions and pictures of how I could style it but it was all beyond my abilities. My mother had never really cared how I did my hair and she certainly never helped me style it.
I finished the look with small gold hoop earrings and grabbed my purse before heading out the door. I made sure to also stuff in the several papers Grey had sent over. I had spent the past few hours trying to memorize everything about him.
I knew his favorite colour was maroon and he preferred boxers over briefs. He also enjoyed reading, listening to music (specifically contemporary) and he was a cat person. I had given his driver some flash cards
