Next Day/ Saturday Morning
Yndling: "Hi Lina, God Morgen💫❤️". (Good Morning)
Her morning message surprised me. It's still early but it was enough to wake me up. Surprisingly I'm able to open my eyes at her message. Last night we were texting at eleven till almost one. I had reached out to her just to check up on her. I couldn't fall asleep while having her on my mind, worrying about her. Not even with the pleasure from my favorite two fingers, I just couldn't fall asleep. Probably only slept for five hours maximum.
I rubbed my eyes then unplugged my charging phone.
Me/Lina: Good Morning Silje💛 were you able to get some sleep?
The chat almost instantly was on seen so I quickly got out of it. I waited for the white box to come down my screen as I review my story views. I danced along to a girl in red song I added over a video of me lip syncing at my mirror jokingly. (Song: 'You stupid bitch').
Yndling: Actually I did get a few hours of sleep after talking with you. I feel a little better thanks to you
How did you sleep? Hope good ☺️
Are you free today?
Me/Lina: That's so good to hear! I'm glad you did.. And I hope you can start to feel better soon. Let's not think about it for now okay? Today is your little free day away from him, little break...
I think I got about a good five hours of sleep! I feel fine! ... And yes I am free today! What's on your mind Silje? :))
At this point we are just staying in the chat waiting for each other's responses.
Yndling: I'm sorry to make you lose sleep, but I'm glad you feel fine anyways❤️... I wanted to ask, Do you want to go to my favorite flea market with me? Like in a hour or as soon as possible :))
Me/Lina: YES! I've been wanting to go to one! I'm so glad you asked! I'll even start getting ready right now!
🛁....🏃🏻💨
Yndling: 😂✨❤️ perfect, me too!
I'll meet you at your place once I'm done getting ready! 💫
Me/Lina: Sounds good to me, can't wait to see you
She just hearts my message. I assume we will both be getting ready now...
Meanwhile Silje gets to my apartment, I'm gonna go to my local flower shop at the corner of this block. I'm hoping that she won't see me. I just showered and got dressed, no makeup so that I can make it on time back to my apartment. Or I should have showered afterwards with all this running I'm doing right now. Thankfully it's not nearly warm enough to increase my sweating.
"God morgen" the florist greeted me. I greeted her back with a warm smile before I started to search for the perfect flowers. I started with baby's breath then a few yellow roses. Towards the end I had a theme of yellow and pink flowers. It started as a smallish bouquet but now it seems like it'll turn into a normal sized one. I reviewed my flowers to see if they go well together then headed over to the cashier counter.
"English?" A girl almost my age asked. "Ja" I replied without a thought. She chuckled to herself. "You're not just visiting are you?" She grabbed my flowers and put them on the table behind her so that she can start making the bouquet for me, like adding the extra greenery also. "No, I live down the street" I answered. She gave me a simple hum and head nod. "Brown paper , plastic, or newspaper ?" She reached her hand out over the big roll of the brown paper. "Definitely brown Paper.. And purple ribbon please" I responded although it seems as if she was going to grab the brown paper anyways. She smiled pleased with my answer.
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RomanceLina, originally from California, just moved to Oslo, Norway, after living in Germany for a year. Her new friends from her new job invite her to a bar with live music. There performing that night is a local artist named Yndling. The vocals are so c...
