Mirror Me

Ten

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        I was drowsy as fuck. I had been working my ass off once again. Moving my hips, puffing out my chest and raising my hands above my head as I squatted in front of the mirror. I really didn't wanna fall over on stage so I decided to spend the wholeeee morning practicing.

My phone pinged, I got a text message from Hitoshi.

Shinsou:
Wanna go out for some breakfast? I'm feeling pancakes...

I giggled and sat down on my butt.

Damn is that all you fucking eat? Lmao.

Shinsou:
No.

I rolled my eyes and tapped away at my phone's keyboard.

I'll be at the train station in ten btw let's get sushi and sausage.

✅ Read• 9:20 AM

This bitch always leaving me on read.

I stood up from the floor and walked to my closet. "What to wear?" I clicked my tongue over and over in deep thought as I scanned through my shirts.

I decided on some light blue bell bottom ripped jeans and a flowy orange blouse. The neck of it dropped to my chest.

(The fit 🥴✨)
(Btw I hate putting pictures but whatever.)

I paired it with a gold necklace and a brown bag for my keys and lip gloss. I put my braids up into a style and left my house.

                     
                        𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂

"Hitoshi~" I cooed as I got closer to him. He was standing by the doors of the train station, hands in his pockets and a nonchalant look on his masked face.