Grace Washington always had a dark entity within her. She'd want to blame it on her poor behaving parents but deep down; she knew it was her. Grace is in a family of 5... mother, father, a younger brother and sister and their lovely dog named Sprout...
"May I invite you to my home for an evening?" Hannibal spoke to me, breaking the calming silence in his kitchen. I placed my cup back down into his breakfast bar, letting a smirk form on my face, raising an eyebrow up at him. "A formal invite" he frantically said in one breath, before raising his finger up at me. "I'm hosting a dinner party, exquisite meals" he informed me, almost teasing.
"Oh, how could I say no to that?" I sarcastically said, drastically shaking my head up at him which he found humorous, chuckling to himself while taking a sip of his green tea he had prepared for himself. "What time?" I asked, drinking some of my classical coffee - nothing fancy.
"Six..." he replied. "PM" he had the need to say to me. I giggled up at him, wiping my cheek tiredly.
"Do I need to dress... formally" I groaned under my breath, bracing myself for the obvious answer.
"Please. A few..." he gazed his eyes elsewhere, attempting to find a word in his mind before meeting my eyes again. "Friends.. from work shall be present" he told me, licking his lips before drinking his tea again - blowing on it slightly.
"Mhm" I chimed to him, finishing my coffee and jumping off his stool, finishing my mouth full before replying with actual words. "No kids right?" I questioned him, walking past him and to his sink to clean up after myself.
"Indeed" he answered, his voice mellow. I nodded my head before looking over my shoulder at him, expecting him to be some distance away except he had crept right behind me. I jumped slightly at the sight, but played it off by going to wash my cup. However, his hand on top of mine stopped me. "Please, I can take care of this. I understand you have things to do" he practically whispered beside me, leaning on the counter to my left. Although I felt a strange, strong emotion during this moment in time, I hesitantly dropped the cup into the sink gently, before stepping away from him.
"Okay. Thank you..." I chuckled nervously, wiping my now flushed cheeks. "I'll see you at 6" I gave a forced smile, gripping my hands behind my back, then did an awkward towards the door and tried my best to subtly run away.
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"You should dress sexy" Mia purred to me, laying her stomach on my bed, her gorgeous eyes following my moves of panic running around.
"That's what I was thinking!" I shrieked, jumping into one place while covering my mouth in excitement. However, I then realised she's in my mind. She jokingly pointed at myself then her repeatedly before breaking out into laughter. I let my arms drop and let out a frustrated sigh. "Shut up I didn't say that" I moaned, rushing through all my clothes in the wardrobe, passing by all my sexy outfits I wore out with Mia.
"Then, your prom dress?" She suggested, her going higher pitched, since I was unsure of the choice myself. I show my head back at her onto my bed, to see her wincing from my reaction.
"Would it still fit?" I asked, in a puzzled tone at her. However, she wasn't much help since she shrugged her shoulders at me, turning to look around the walls of my room. I shook my head dramatically before spinning back into the wardrobe, my eyes frozen on my prom dress. "Would he like it?" I asked again.
"Jesus, woman! Just try it on!" Mia shouted in frustration. I raised my hands in the air - surrendering - before grabbing it out the wardrobe.
"Okay, okay. Don't get your knickers in a twist" I said under my breath, throwing the dress beside her on the bed. Then, Mia responded childishly by mimicking my words, doing over-the-top facial expressions by shaking her head and sticking her tongue out.
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