“TAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!!!” I hear Jordan shouting me from across the room.
“Fuck, what do you want?” I can’t help but sound a little hostile, but it’s understandable since I’ve literally just woken up.
“You gotta get to Glamour Kills for the JAGK shoot”
Shit. I’ve completely forgotten. Yesterday I was there talking to Mark when he said they were one person short for the shoot, so I volunteered. Now I think I’m regretting being so nice, especially since I need to catch up on sleep before touring again.
“Right, I’m getting dressed, drive me?” I shouted, heading back to my bedroom without waiting for a reply.
I decided on wearing a plain white tank top with a checked blue and purple button up shirt, which I left open. Finally I found my favourite pair of black skinnies and my navy VANS. I left my hair messy even though I hated it when it was slightly curly.
I heard the door creek open, and I turned to see an overly happy Jordan. “Ready?”
“Sure let’s go.”
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Sorry it's so short, writing this in maths when i'm supposed to be doing a test.. oooppppss
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