❝bad girls, see them out on the street at night.❞
follow the life of jamie boyd, a 30 something year old as she is looking for love in the big apple.
( maleoc x femoc)
(lowercase intended)
(october 18 - ongoing)
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! BAD GIRLS ! BAD GIRLS !
( a sex and the city fic )
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CAFETERIA chelsea, manhattan, new york 12:15pm
i wore a white short sleeve top, black sleeveless blazer, black mini skirt and black boots as i walked into the cafeteria inspired restaurant, late and anxious.
i scanned the dimly lit space for carrie and her friends, my boots echoing softly against the hardwood floor. i spotted them in a corner booth, carrie's blonde head bobbling gleefully as she laughed loudly.
as i approached the table, their conversation died down, and i was met with three pairs of interested eyes. carrie patted the seat next to hers, "you're late." she said with a smile.
i laughed, feeling a mix of relief and slight embarrassment. "sorry, i got caught in some subway drama." i responded, taking a seat.
"subway drama?" a lady with brown hair, the more polite of the bunch, chimed in. "that sounds dreadful." she was beautiful in a polished sort of way, with the delicate features befitting someone of her old-money background.
a red haired woman, the clear skeptic of the group, rolled her eyes. "it's new york, there always subway drama."
a third woman, with a more sultry look and blonde hair, chuckled. "now now, miranda, don't be like that. give the girl a break." she turned to me, a warm smile on her lips.
"don't mind miranda, she's got a thing for sarcasm." carrie said, sticking her tongue out in miranda's direction. i couldn't help but chuckle, feeling a bit more relaxed.
"i'm charlotte by the way," the polite lady introduced herself, her smile warm. "and miranda and samantha." she said, introducing the other two. i nodded, making a mental note of their names.
"nice to meet you all." i replied, genuinely enjoying the contrast in personalities at the table. "i'm jamie."
"so, tell us about yourself, jamie." samantha spoke up, leaning forward in her seat, eyes curious.
