This is the typed version of Since I Met Him. There are a few edits to the writing and it doesn't include the images, but it's mostly the same. This is for anyone who may have difficulty reading my hand writing.
I've finished the first part of my shoot and I'm waiting for you to be done when you come around the corner and throw yourself into the seat next to mine. You slide down in it, your legs spread wide, then drop your head onto my shoulder.
"They need to locate some new lights. A fuse blew and shattered some of the bulbs. I'm going to nap." You yawn. "I hope you don't mind."
I shake my head. Your hair smells so good. What kind of shampoo is that?
"Stop sniffing me," you mumble sleepily.
I press my nose in deeper and you giggle. "If you like the smell so much, I'll buy you some."
I like the smell mixed with you, but I wouldn't mind being surrounded by the scent.
"Okay."
"We stay like that for the next half hour.
Thank you, faulty wiring.
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