Tiffanye POV:
I was in a deep sleep when I felt someone shake my arm, I opened my eyes to see that it was Journee standing there. I wiped my eyes, I looked at her again, there I see Journee in an emerald green short sleeve dress, her hair in a half-up ponytail with spiral curls. She was wearing pearl earrings with a matching necklace; the final touch was her lips were perfect with red lipstick.
“Hey what up Journee?”
“Time to get up, we have thirty minutes before we go to the packhouse,” Journee replied.
“I slept that long?’
“You must be real tired Tiffanye? Anyway, get ready; I’ll be waiting for you downstairs,” Journee said.
Once Journee had left, I got up, heading into my bathroom to shower. When I came out, I grabbed one of my bags, looking for something to wear. I
