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real life, social mediaBrady is about to pick me up any second. The last hour was spent by me debating what to wear. Eventually i decided on a white basic dress. That should do, i hope.
Am I not too underdressed? I just wish he told me where we are going. What if it's a restaurant or something? Then I'll be underdressed. But if it's a movie, I'm overdressed. I'm not good with surprises; I'm too curious to wait.
I walk to the mirror and make sure my hair is fine since I don't want to have bumps in my half-up, half-down hairstyle.
I also reapply my lip combo; it has faded a bit since I did my makeup a while ago. When I'm done with that, I do a final makeup check, and I'm quite pleased, except for my lashes, but I'm used to that.
After I checked, I see Brady's car pull up in the driveway. I slide on my shoes, and I see my jacket. I have a brief debate about whether I should bring it or not. I decide not to—probably dumb, but I don't want to carry it around.
I make my way outside, and I see Brady take notice of me from the corner of his eye. I wave at him, and he returns the gesture.
I get inside the car and hear the tunes of Mac Miller playing. Brady lays his phone down and looks at me. He scans my face, and I get nervous at the action. I take a look at him, and I'm not gonna lie; he looks really good. The outfit, the hair, everything.
He finally smiles and warmly says, "You look beautiful, Evelyn." I thank him, replying, "Thanks, you don't look bad yourself." A chuckle escapes him as we drive off, creating a relaxed atmosphere filled with excitement for a good time ahead.
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