This story is about a powerful women with a dark past named Esmeralda Rosalie Devereux. But to her colleuges, she is known as Nightshade.
Esmeralda is a highly skilled spy/ assassin working for an American organization called S.H.I.E.L.D., her miss...
It's the night of the party and I'm currently getting dressed. I had already done my hair, and I had decided to straighten it for this occasion
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Now, as for the dress, I chose something pretty simple. It was cute though,
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After I got my dress and heels on, I sprayed on some shimmery perfume, making my skin sparkle and grab my trench coat. I put it on, before walking towards my body mirror looking at myself,
Damn, I look good.
As I do that, the phone rings, and I pick up, "Hello?" "Hello, Esmeralda. It's Loid." I smiled to myself, "Hey, Loid. You ready for the party?" I asked, lowkey excited to go with him, which, I didn't really know why I was. I just...was.
Am I crushing on this man...? Nahh.
I heard him sigh on the other end, "Actually, that's why I called," He says, and I feel sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach,
Oh no, is he bailing on me? Oh, my gosh, Please don't bail on me now. I literally just told this bitch I had a date.
"I'm going to be a little late for the party. I have some... patients that I need to care of before I go." He explained and I put a hand over my heart in relief. "Okay, It's alright. And you have patients? Are you a doctor?" "Oh," He chuckled, "Yes, I'm a psychiatrist."
"Oh, impressive. Well, thank you for letting me know. Good luck with your patients. I'll see you soon." I said, "Yes you will." He responded before hanging up. And with that, I left.
•~time skip~•
I am currently waiting outside of Camila's place. I hadn't gone inside yet because I wanted to wait for Loid to arrive. I didn't want to go in there by alone, as I know that if I do, they'll say something slick, and I'm not trying to get reported for slappin' those hoes.
I sighed, frost blowing from my mouth as I checked my wrist watch. I've been out here waiting for at least 20 to 25 minutes, and I had noticed that passer-byers have been giving me odd looks as some of them had passed by me already, whether it be from getting groceries and going back home, or something else, but that lets me know that I've been standing here for a bit too long.
