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I Turn to my door and lock it, turning on my light and unzipping my suit. I turn around to be met with logan "oh shit!" i grab onto my heart "jesus you can scare someone." he laughed at me "hey.. wanna go somewhere?" he came up and swooped me up
"uhhuh.. where to?" i say playing with his hair. "oh yknow, maybe fore a drive?" he said shaking keys in my face. "ha! are those my car keys?" i furrowed my eyebrows at him, "maybe" he let go of me "wear something nice yeah?" he threw my keys to me. I caught them in my hand and smiled to him.
After he left i started rummaging through my closet and my drawers. "fuck what do i wear?!" i start throwing clothes around till i finally picked out a dress.
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(what shes wearing)
———I finally throw somethings together and i end up putting on some black heals. I run to the bathroom and start doing my hair.
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(her hair)
———After putting up my hair i brush my teeth and put on the essentials, occasionally putting on light makeup, i always enjoyed my bareface.
Afterwards i check myself in the mirror for any flaws i might have to change before leaving, luckily nothing was out, i loved my outfit. Ever since storm gave me vintage clothes the first time ive been obsessed, my whole closet full of old 2000-2008 clothes.
I turn off the bathroom light and head out to the garage where logan was waiting for me.
"logan you ready?" i peak into the garage seeing him lean apon a motorcycle. "Isnt that cyclops?" i laugh walking to him with my heels colliding with the concrete floor.
He just looked at me mesmerized, with a lit cigar in his mouth. "smokings bad for you love." i saw unlocking my car. "yeah well so are you." he laughs and throws his leg over the motorcycle starting it up.
YOU ARE READING
The Ridged Beast.
RomantizmA Firey fierce woman running into the powerful x-men. Shes confused on staying till she found her purposes to stay.