SHE GOT back home with a stupid grin on her face, she was going on a date (or well a semi-date) with neymar.
she had a few hours to get ready so she just chilled for the first few. adriana moved around quite a lot as she was very bored.
she looked at the time to see it was 4pm, she had to be ready by 7pm, she was mostly excited to see davi. he was just the cutest, who wouldn't want to see him?
She always made sure to put candy in her bag for davi, he loved those candies that she gave him.
adriana was really bored though, and it wouldn't hurt to get extra ready.
she stood up, proud that she even managed to stand. her legs were a bit sleepy from not walking a lot and just laying on the couch scrolling through netflix.
she wasn't even sure on what to wear, maybe something casual but like slightly sexy?? she didn't know.
adriana scanned her wardrobe until she came to the conclusion of just wearing jeans and a tank top.
with a jacket ontop even though it was quite hot in brasil (fashion purposes).
she looked fine. she thought that she could've done better but it was okay.
they were just getting ice cream so she didn't really think she had to be formal.
adriana looked at her collection of bags, deciding which ones would match with her black jeans and white tanktop. she took a glance at the one on the far left and it seemed to capture her attention.
it was a basic black and white bag but it matched perfectly she had to wear it.
adriana was going to put her converse on, but then she thought that maybe jordans would be more comfortable.
now she wasn't sure, great that just makes everything better.
she clicked her tongue and then sighed, looking back and forwardth between the shoes, she picked the jordans as she thought they looked better with her outfit.
fashion hurts, famous quote from adriana (not really).
as soon as she finished, it was 5pm. no way her fashion took 1 hour.
oh wait did she forget to mention she showered?
well it was a very relaxing shower, the hot steamy water on her skin felt too good.
all day she had been thinking about a particular boy, neymar.
he was just too beautiful for this world. nobodies beauty beat his (her opinion).
she honestly wants him to push her up against a wall cause damn.
okay now she thinks shes going a bit far but everybody probably wishes that, literally.
adriana completely forgot about her hair, she had to do her hair! she decided on curling it as she though it looked better that way, when she got home, she took of the makeup that the makeup artists did.
she preferred herself without makeup (which a lot of people don't)
the curls turned out perfect, it seemed like everything was going perfect today.
which she couldn't believe as she had THE worst luck ever, shes always tripping, always.
she laid on the bed looking at the ceiling.
she was thinking, what if he didnt like her? i mean they had just met after years.
well yeah he didnt like her, duh adriana, they had just met.
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Romance"𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫." "𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞?" "𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞." ------ or the fanfiction where childhood friends meet again