Sophie Barnes
Ronda decided she was going to know my house, which wasn't the help I was expecting when she said she was going to help me pick out clothes. To be honest, I don't think I even knew what I was expecting. I mean at best, she was going to give me some outfit suggestions, and then I would pick the closest thing to her suggestion from my closet. That sounded like a fair idea to me. Not until she had asked me if I was heading home. Oblivious of her intentions, I said yes. She picked up her bags and walked after me.
Again, I thought she was just walking me out, which at this point I would consider totally normal and okay. I have long considered it her way of showing she cared. What I didn't expect was her saying she was going to find her way to my house.
“Like follow me home?”
