Something I Need
Everyone's looking for something, some find it in the last bowl of chocolate chip ice-cream, some find it in Walmart, some find it in the most fucked up soul and others in the purest of them all.
Ashanti Devereaux, a pretty name isn't it except it doesn't belong to a pretty person or at least not at first meet, that's what everyone says anyway. Don't get me wrong, she has the face of an angel, smooth bronzed sun-kissed skin, exotic eye colour and the body to die for, well that's what I think but what do I know, I'm just an observer.
Anyway, if people were asked to describe her, this is what they'd draw up:
1. Rude and Sarcastic
2. A complete pain in the neck
3. A complete disaster in the kitchen
4. Has a lot of hates from people(well you can't blame them)
5. Has no filter, whatever hits her brain comes out, no brakes, no sugar coats
6. Extremely irresponsible
7. Has no sense of humour, just sarcasm and a general hate for the human specie.
Makes for an awesome person right?
So then why am I intrigued by this horrible make of a person, why am I enchanted by her, why do I have the desire to hold her close and tell her everything is going to be alright, why do I want to be her knight in shining armor or rather, as she put it, "My hot knight in wool sweater," her words I promise, not mine.
It just means there's more to a person than it meets the eye and everyone is flawed, some a whole lot more than others_ clearly.
#Deep sigh of relief
I feel satisfied now, it might not be the best description but it satisfies me.
I'm thrilled about this book, I have so much planned down for it I really can't wait to share it.
And really, I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I am enjoying writing the book. Really I could scream right now but I won't, because I'm mature 😝😝
I'm sorry, I couldn't help it but I'm done now 😁