𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐘, carrington

007. coffee

january 26th 2024
C A M I L A

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SKINNY DIPPING
s. carpenter

giggles escape my mouth as i'm texting calvin. we had been texting and calling for the past few days, but we haven't gone out yet. and to say i was disappointed is a understatement. i mean this man even calls me by my middle name, how could we be more serious?

i was trying to bring coffee back up in the conversation, but i didn't know how. right now we were walking about the summer i turned pretty.

calvin 🪐
i honestly don't know when we're
gonna start filming
calvin🪐
in a few months maybe?

soph🎀
aww didn't know we had such
limited time

calvin 🪐
what do you mean limited?

soph🎀
you know what i mean, like
you're gonna be filming for awhile
so we won't be able to text or call
that often

calvin🪐
c'mon soph you know i'll
always make time for you
calvin 🪐
speaking of time together though,
how about we go get coffee?

soph🎀
it's three pm?

calvin🪐
so?
calvin 🪐
meet me here

calvin 🪐 requested to send you a location!

'*•.¸ ♡ ¸.•*'

as i stand in the, for some reason, freezing cold coffee shop calvin requested i scroll on my phone.
i was standing up waiting for him to come.

as i was totally regretting my choice of clothes, baggy jeans with a Argentine jersey, paired with my adidas sambas and prada mini bag i go to spoifty.

as i was choosing what to listen to i hear, "oat milk latte for carrington" and i look up from my phone, thinking there's no chance that it's you but it is.

i watch as you grab your drink and turn around, looking up for a spilt second to see where your going but you see me.

you stare at me for a moment or two before saying, "hi" and i just stare back at you, "hi, how are you" i say nervously, i've been dreaming for this moment.

"i've been good, modelings been good" he tells me because he knew i was thinking it. "oh that's good, that's good" i look down at my shoes and back up.

"how's madison" i ask about his mom, whom i haven't spoke to in awhile. "she's good" he smiles at me, he always loved how close me and madison were.

"how's your family, how are the twins" he asks. "well ivy and augustine are being ivy and augustine" i tell him, trying not to cheese that hard about what's happening right now.

"that's good, i miss them" his eyes soften for a second, "they miss you" i say so quietly he wouldn't have heard if he wasn't listening.

"how's stacy" i ask next, not trying to sound nosy i just wanted to know, "oh, um, me and her broke up" he tells me awkwardly.

"oh i'm sorry" i say apologetically, was them breaking up my fault? was it the album? "no don't be, it was for the best" he says.