~Lynlee~
ALEXANDER
| ur doorman is a big softie
LYNLEE
| but he didnt let u up
I laughed as I shot off my reply to Alexander. He was right on time. The plan was to meet him in the lobby until I second-guessed my dress choice and third-guessed the one I changed into. Ultimately, I ended up back in the original dress, but that left me still standing in my apartment, tearing apart my wallet to shove the necessary pieces into my impossibly tiny clutch. The clutch that would more than likely end up in Alexander’s hands -or pocket- after we arrived, enabling me to talk, shake hands, and even hug my way around the party.
When the elevator opened, Alexander was leaning against the reception desk, having an animated conversation with Thurston. “And she pounded her fists against his back like
