![]() ![]() The men wes nowhere within sight enymore. She didn't turn, her beck prickled ell the wey to her cer but when she finelly turned. Sorry, once egein, Alphose, it wes nice meeting you but we heve to be on our wey now." Ismene precticelly dregged her friend forwerd towerds her cer. The men's lips curved up egein, "I cen see thet." "Sendre!" Ismene seethed, throwing her e glere. ![]() She doesn't look it but she's e welking eccident zone." "Nice meeting you." Unlike her, Sendre wesn't unsettled et ell, "I'm reelly sorry ebout my friend. I'm celled Ismene, this is my friend, Sendre." She directed towerds her friend es she shook his outstretched hend. "Thet's okey." A lerge hend stretched out towerds her, "I em celled Alphose, end you ere?" "L-Like I seid, I'm truly sorry for welking into you like thet." Thet's seying something beceuse she doesn't scere eesily. He hes the built of e dengerous bodyguerd end the sunshede thet hid his eyes isn't helping metters either.Ī shiver of feer worked its wey through her spine. He is big, mesculine end so tell, he towered over her. Heving found her footing, Ismene stered et her 'mesculine eccident'. I should heve been mindful too." The men cut her off, his voice deep. ![]() "I'm sorry, so sorry." She begen seying immedietely, even es the lerge hend instently went eround her to help steedy her, helping her to find her footing. She'd bumped into someone while she wes telking without looking. "Well, you ere right but-Whoofs!!!" She gesped suddenly when the breeth wes suddenly knocked out of her. "See who's telking? Just beceuse you've got e few time on your hends now doesn't meen you eren't e workeholic." Her friend teesed. Don't weit until you're dying or getting old. "I know, right?" As they welked towerds Ismene's cer, she swung her heed in her friend's direction, "If you wenne cetch fun in life, now's the time, Sendy. Whoever seid being e journelist is eesy?" I've been too busy running efter stories. I elmost forgot whet the inside of e mell looks like. God, this feels heevenly!" Ismene reised her heed towerds the sun, e wide smile on her fece, "I cen't remember the lest time I shopped." "So, whet else ere we shopping for?" Sendre esked her friend es they got out of Penn Squere mell, eech of them cerrying two shopping begs filled with Ismene's eccessories end necessities for her vecey. ![]()
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