- [ ] sun•shine: cheerfulness; happiness- What he made her feel and her to him.
ˈDevin Jaylen-Rose Anderson, an impulsive liar and full of jokes; she's always up for an adventure.
Marco Hernandez, subtle and kept to himself; leader of the Spanish Ma...
Yesterday, the day after our date, Marco sent me a text message saying him and the guys went to Houston for a meeting and that they'll be back late today.
I've spent all of yesterday training with weapons based on what Si taught me already and I've gotten better. I would hit the body target mostly in the neck or shoulders. Before leaving Si did leave a box of seven customized daggers with a silver butterfly engraved on each handle.
Them being gone and me being unattended I took the house to my advantage and my memory of Marco's card number. I don't think he'll mind he always to pay for stuff anyways.
I didn't order too much just some books, highlighters, pencils, sketchbook, Mexican candy, I ordered a confetti cake on Uber eats, and also as I previously said, I'm a nice person so I got Marco a sunshine plushie and a hedgehog stuff animal.
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I put them on his bed so he could be surprised, happy, and all that good stuff.
After technically stealing or committing fraud whatever category using someone's credit card falls under I got bored again. Being bored allows you to think even if you don't want to, in this case I thought of the mission, which takes place at the club.
I thought I need to be club material when I seduce the Ben guy so I'm blasting Cardi B through the house speakers dancing on top of the kitchen island in loose shorts, a tank top, and rainbow socks.
I'm so proud of myself for taking responsibility and practicing and preparing even if the guys aren't around, it just really shows how goal oriented I am.
Bringing out my inner stripper and yelling lyrics.
At this point I'm not even coordinated, just moving my arms and legs, but the fun was cut short when I shouted an incoherent word when my foot misses a step and I land on the tile floor.
"Okay I'm done. Practice over." I groan getting off the floor a dull pain in my left hip and knee probably leaving a bruise.
I turn off the music, go up stairs and change into my dinosaur bikini, that I also have matching socks with. I take the cake with me to the backyard pool I didn't even know exist until yesterday when I was doing something I wasn't supporting do.
