Hey Little Rich Girl
SIENNA
Ten hours later, one hour left until I was to meet Jeff—s**t, Giovanni—again, I was someone new… and this new someone was getting drunk at the bar, feeding her feelings with Lana Del Ray and the one drink who could do her no wrong.
Yeah, the hair might have changed—Jessica made me get caramel highlights amidst the brown, and the eyelids might have been brushed gold, but somewhere inside was a semblance of Sienna.
One that had been slipping away for some time.
Training tip number one (courtesy of Jessica): Change is the only constant. Be prepared for it at all times.
But the only change I was prepared for at this moment was a swapping of lemons to limes. I motioned for the bartender and added another piece of fruit to the side of my drink, clinking the thir
