I woke Saturday morning with a wave of sadness. Today I was going back to England. Dave and I had packed most of our stuff, besides our clothes for today. Dave was still sleeping so I decided to sneak out of the room to get breakfast.
Mom had bought triple chocolate muffins the day before so I grabbed one and quickly ate before I got in the shower. I made sure not to take to long because our plane left at 1:00 and it was 10:30 already.
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[insert boring information about the flight here]
Dave and I arrived in England twice as tired and jet lagged as before. Dave and I barely made it into the car without passing out. He had volunteered to drive us home, and I happily agreed. We stopped at McDonalds on the way home and got a cheeseburger. We were both extremely exhausted and so neither of of bothered to get our luggage. We walked straight inside and headed up to our flats. I quickly unlocked the door, stepped inside, then proceeded to fall right asleep without changing into pajamas.
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A week later
Dave had started working at the music shop with me and he had been a big help. We sold quite a lot at the grand opening this week., and we already had a girl sign up for violin lessons. This week had been stressful as hell and I was glad it was over because tomorrow was the Christmas party at Sierra's. Dave and I had went to the shopping center to find a nicer outfit to wear. I had asked Sierra about what we needed to wear and she said it was 'kind fancy' and that I probably should wear a dress. As for Dave she said that he could wear a festive dress shirt and slacks, which he didn't want to wear, but he agreed to go to the party with me so he said he would.
I arrived in a dress store that was foreign. It had a fancy French name I couldn't pronounce and prices that were way too high. So, I pretended to browse for a bit then tried to look very posh as I exited. It didn't work. I ended up tripping over my own feet and fell on the floor next to the door. A nice woman came over to me and helped me up then continued into the store. Blushing like an idiot I hurriedly walked over to a more familiar store, Macy's. I ran inside and quickly browsed the options in my size. There was a simple red dress in my size. It was a long sleeved dress with a sure v-neck. I tried it on and it came down to my knees. Honestly, it was a bit uncomfortable, but I didn't have time to waste so I ran up to the register and bought it.
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Dave's POV:
I ran into the nearest shop to find a nice shirt and maybe another Christmas jumper. There was a men's shop nears the entrance where we came in, so I decided just to go in there.
The store was quite fancy, but there was a few Christmas jumpers so I picked up one with a snowman and continue around the store. There was a nice-lookin plain, baby blue, collared shirt, however they did not carry it in my size. Just then, I heard Y/N call my name and I turn around to see her running into the store. She crashes into me and she falls over. "Oops," she says getting up off the floor. I laugh and show her the jumper, "What so you think?" "That's fine. Now where's the dress shirt you need?" Y/N says putting a hand on here hip. "I-uh-haven't found one yet," I mumble. She nods and turns to the clothing rack behind me. "Here," she says thrusting a lavender dress shirt into my hands, "you like it?" "Yea, it's a pretty color."
She laughs and we walk up to the counter to purchase the shirts. The woman rings us up; we pay and leave.
"So, what's next?" I ask.
"Soft pretzels." she says eagerly.
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I have been dying to get this chapter out for you all, but I haven't had any motivation to write it.
This is more of a filler than anything, but the next chapter is the Christmas party (I think) which may take longer to write, but bear with me.
Love you all
Peace
~Madeline🙃
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