19yo Lilith May just got scouted for Brisbane Broncos NRLW first team from YorkCityValkyrie, a team in York/Yorkshire England. She leaves for Australia alone without her mum, however, leaving for Australia is something she has only ever dreamt of. u...
It was the next day, and I was at home in bed. ACHING ALL OVER. My body is in pain.
I rang my mum too, she congratulated me on the win, she watched it on TV.
It was currently 12:36pm, *BUZZ BUZZ* what the fuck.
(thats a phone noise btw👹)
I grabbed my phone and look who it is...
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"Reece what do you want"
"yeah how are you Reece, nice to hear from you Reece."
"nah, I dont like you that much."
"I fucking hate you."
"see but you dont, do you?"
"no, i dont hate you."
"love you, anyways what do you want?"
"wanna go to the fair?"
"as in... a fun fair?"
"no a fucking shoe fair."
"I like shoes, is it a shoe fair ?"
"the more I speak to you, the more braincells I loose."
"you have braincells?"
"ofcourse I have fucking braincells, and yes a fun fair."
"if im sick on you... it's your fault."
"be sick on me and i wont ever speak to me again."
"considering you want to get in my bed im pretty sure you would."
"...."
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oh. he ended the phone.
stupid ass bitch, i'm just gonna guess he's picking me up, so i'm also going to guess I need to get ready.
I wonder if you can actually loose braincells..
(i'm being serious..😞)
I walked into my on-suite and took a lovely cold shower, it was freezing. But nice, and that's all that matters. I went and picked out a... fair.. outfit? uhm...
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(THIS IS THE FIT💯💯💯💯💯)
I look.. hot. I am not putting makeup on, one because I can not be arsed, two... it's fucking effort.
I just did my skincare, gelled my eyebrows back, did my mascara because I am not a bald eyelash queen, and put on vaseline.
(is gelled a word😗)
It was now 1:12pm damn. Time flies by when i'm doing boring stuff.
