[gd] henna

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adjusting your black bralette you checked that everything you needed was packed up. coachella was the perfect opportunity for you to make a bit of cash, and making cash in return for your art was only as sweet as it gets.

counting the 15 cones of natural henna you had prepared before hand you stacked them neatly into your bag before grabbing your key card and leaving your hotel room.

sitting quietly in the uber you ordered the butterflies in your stomach were starting to twirl around, coachella was always one of your biggest bucket list items and only now that you had turned legal you were granted the opportunity to visit the festival.

clearly feeling a bit overwhelmed as you enter the vip entrance you start looking around.

checking out everyone and everything.

the soft vibration of your phone in your pocket caught your attention as you pressed the green button.

"r, where are you?" you heard sahar say through your black iphone seven.

"i just entered, do you have the mat set up?"

"yea, i'm right next to the merchandise."

"okay. i'll be there in ten." you said before hanging up.