Tessa's little entryway decor area above
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"Shoot!"
Tessa takes the very charcoaled attempt at a nice Turkey dinner out of the oven. This looks nothing like the photo she studied of the finished product on Pinterest...Hopefully Ryan doesn't mind too much. Maybe they'll just order Chinese food. That's acceptable right? Poor guy should've never agreed to let her be in charge of Thanksgiving. At least not the unfortunate food.
She has the takeout menu open and the phone in hand when the doorbell to her flat rings. Oh well, at least she knows one thing she's good at.
Dressing for an occasion. Ryan and Tessa have been dating on and off for a few months and things aren't too serious but she figures there is no harm in having some much needed fun when there's someone to be with. Hence the matching black lace lingerie she wore especially for tonight, underneath a new red skin tight dress (because this Thanksgiving was only for two), just in case she needs to charm him away from the food, she prepared her outfit extra special for a man's eyes.
She gives her hair and makeup one last look in the gold mirror she has perfectly lined up above her entryway table with the flowers that she loves so much. Her red lipstick is still very red, her eyelashes are still perfectly curled towards her eyebrows and she almost reaches for the door before she notices and hastily pulls out one last tiny piece of charcoaled Turkey from her long dark waves and fluffs her hair so it perfectly frames the assets she knows Ryan likes.
"Work what you got, mom always says"
Tessa thinks on her way to the door.
She takes one last centering breath that she was taught so long ago in order to calm down before a skate. Even though Thanksgiving dinner alone with her non-boyfriend has proved to be twice as terrifying as any competition she's ever entered.
She prepares the most seductive lean she can muster and opens the door, ready to look up from under her eyelashes and says,
"Ready for a meal?"
It's then that Tessa hears a low surprised choking sound that freezes her blood in it's tracks.
Scott.
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