London's POV
I woke up at 8:30 this morning. I have to be at work in an hour.
My bed is my grandmothers old bed. I personalized it to my liking.
I put a lilac bedspread and white sheets on.
I made cereal and got dressed.
I like to dress business but not business. If you know what I mean.
I put on an oddly patterned crop top and dark jeans. I get my high top converse and put them on.
Chris wakes up. He lives with me. He takes 2 seconds to get ready.
Chris puts on a flannel and light jeans. Dress shoes to tie the whole thing together.
I get my keys and we get into the car.
Once we get to work, we head to the employee room. We both clock in.
I go to my desk and do my usual things.
Watch the videos.
Edit.
Make ideas.
Then I go home. Chris is staying late. I head over to my parents house.
Since my apartment building won't allow dogs, I keep my little Scout there. Scout is a bulldog. I rescued him from the shelter. He is 3 months old.
My mom comes in.
"Hey Honey, how was work?" She ask. I answer like I do everyday. "The same."
My mom makes my favorite foods every time I come over, Tacos, Mac and Cheese, and Nachos.
I eat them all up and leave. When I get back home, Chris is making a salad.
I go over and kiss him on the cheek. He stops cutting and looks down.
"What's wrong" I ask.
"We need to talk."
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Vintage Nerd
RandomLondon is a year out of college. She works at a YouTube channel business. She is not in any of the videos, though. She got an apartment half off. She doesn't work on the weekends. That's when she babysits. She loves vintage. Vintage clothes, furnit...
