We ended up staying in at the studio, you know, for Silmon's and I's date.
The tit shits are out, as usual and why yes, I did say shit tits. It came to me and it is something i'm going to start.
No one will use shit tits, my conscience tells me.
I will.
Exactly.
I'm literally talking to myself. alright back to the whole date thing, so he had planned to go out to this patio candle lit italian restaurant place but it goes and rains.
Rain!
It hardly ever rains here.
So the day I let myself live a little, bam, goddamn rain.
Anyway, after lots of arguing, I mean lots, we decided it was better for him to come here and i'd cook, considering Angelo's past husband not only taught me bakery foods but also some basic meals like spaghetti and mac and cheese. Not the stuff that comes out of the box the homemade kind but because of him I decided to go to a cooking class but it didn't end well.
One word,
step bitch,
and a belt.
Okay I guess that was five but anyway that's not the point, the point is that tonight I was making this fettuccine alfredo spaghetti with a chicken breast on the side.
My stomach growls at the thought of the food and the reminder that I never eat makes me really hungry.
For how I got the ingredients, I gave Maggie a list and she was off. She came back with more than enough, even bought Cress some cat food, which she started sucking up to Mags the moment she saw it. That meant her whining and sulking when she left, which she still is, by the studio head doors. She meows constantly as if Maggie will hear her calling and come rushing back to scoop up the spoiled cat and start saying how she'll never leave.
I shake my head when Cress comes into the little kitchen, looking up at me with sad eyes.
"No, you love Maggie more then me why don't you go ask her for more food." I say getting back to making the sauce.
She comes up and starts rubbing on my leg, purring loudly.
I look down at her and go to reach for the cat food but stop myself. "Stop it, you know i'd do anything for you so stop this shit right now!" I should have known this cat wouldn't listen to me. She stands on her hind legs and starts scratching my leg, meowing loudly.
fuck it, I put down the mixing spoon I had and grab the cat food before opening it and setting it down on the ground for her. "Just because I love you." I smile and shake my head before she purrs happy and goes and starts eating.
I walk back to my place i was before before catching myself in the mirror
I don't have any dresses for two reasons.
One, they never get worn.
And two,
I hate them, I hate how you have to pull them down when you sit down, or that when you bend down, woops, Full ass for you! Full ass for you! Everybody gets a full ass!
So instead i'm wearing leggings with a light blue slightly big sweater and a shade darker scarf thing, I think it's called an infinity scarf I don't know, i'm not into fashion anyway. My hair is up in a half bun, half hair down type thing and I have no shoes, nor makeup.
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