After a quick dinner I head upstairs to get ready for this dreaded night out. They told me they are just going to the local pub and maybe a club after depending how the night goes.
After a quick shower and a rummage through my wardrobe, I blow dry my hair and straighten it. My long black hair stops just below my shoulder blades, it’s probably he only nice thing about me.
I decided to go with my skinny black ripped jeans and a glittery gold tank top that has a slightly low neckline, showing of a little bit if cleavage. I suppose my chest isn’t too bad either, Damon, my sort of boyfriend from college, used to love my chest.
I grab my clutch bag throwing in my phone, wallet, keys and perfume. I finish of my makeup, smoky eyes and rosy tinted lip gloss. Giving myself a once over in the mir
