𝙰𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚟I groaned as my alarm went off. Another morning waking up at 6:30AM. I rubbed my eyes before pulling myself out of bed. I pulled on my outfit for at the stables and skipped down the stairs in the crème breeches with the grey half zipper sweater that I loved so much. It was so soft and warm I loved working in it. I quickly grabbed a bowl of yoghurt with some fruit and ate it while scrolling thru my phone. I mailed Flo the details for the event day and answered some texts and e-mails. I pulled on my white stable sneakers that looked dirty but I didn't mind cleaning them as they would be gross in 2 seconds if I was there again. I made a quick mirror selfie before uploading it to my Instagram story of my 2,7 million followers account.
I pulled on the dark blue coat I always wear to the horses and sat down in the car when I ha d placed my backpack in the trunk. Once I arrived I locked the car and walked into my small tack room. The place I kept my boots, helmets, gloves, spurs. Also the place where I had my microwave, mini fridge and table with some chairs. I took out my brown boots and helmet as my black ones were still at the competition location.
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FanfictionLando Norris meets the girl of his dreams when he joins his sister and her boyfriend to the national championship. Does she see him as well or is she blinded by the focus? Made in January 2021 Plubished in November 2022