Black bralette • Denim • Crimson tank
That was what i had picked to wear on day on of the most memorable weekend of my life. I, Emmie Daswood, was heading to Popped Lollis EDM music festival and it was going to be everything I've always wanted. The smell of new converse still hung in the air around my valor forest green arm chair that i was still sitting in. Cream covered tissue paper crinkled under my sock covered foot as i tip toed to the island getting a plum. My laptop glowed with that faint light. Lights reminded me of the festival that I've been dreaming of my entire teenage life. I smiled to myself as I grabbed my keys and jumped down the flights of stairs like a kid as i made my way to the front doors.
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Black skinnies • Band t • Messy hair
That was how I arrived to the music festival. Everywhere I looked hot girls in barely any clothes bounced around "dancing" to the blasting bass. Michael Clifford was in heaven. Looking around i smirked at all the mischief I would be getting into. This is gonna be good.
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Love in Mischief
FanfictionWhen an EDM music festival is playing around the two, they can't help but fall in love, but not through romance, through mischief. Both loving to be bad, they push eachother to their limits increasing their sexual frustration till it pops. (A Mikey...
