I wake up bright and early at 11am. Groaning, I turn over and pick up my phone, stretching out my legs as I scroll through my notifications. "No fucking way.." I mutter under my breath, my fingertips shaking as they shoot to the notification, ƎE @BladeeCity (dg_bladee) wants to send you a message.
Hi I really like your work :) We should work together sometime if you're down?
My account is a mixed media of arts and projects; collage, graffiti, fashion design, painting, sketching, you name it. Given that I'm.. rather heavily inspired by dgsbe it makes sense that he likes it but this is unexpected. My heart races as I type and retype the message a dozen times before biting my tongue and hitting send; For sure man, I'd be honored! are you still in London? :)
I start getting ready several hours in advance, the majority of my wardrobe had been emptied onto the floor before I settled on a small graffitied crop and my baggiest jeans, complete with a cap and as many silver rings as I could stack on. I check the mirror one last time before I head out. "Oh.." I say softly to myself as I reach up to unclasp my dg lovepill necklace, I guess I don't want him to see me as just a fangirl.
I push open the waist high iron gate into his front garden, It's unkempt but in a deliberate sort of way. The garden beds are overgrown with wildflowers and roses and the front porch is adorned with little figurines of gnomes and fairies. Needless to say I don't question whether this is the right place.
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FanfictionI wake up bright and early at 11am. Groaning, I turn over and pick up my phone, stretching out my legs as I scroll through my notifications. "No fucking way.." I mutter under my breath, my fingertips shaking as they shoot to the notification, ƎE @Bl...
