Barbie had been mulling in her apartment with a cup of water for the past twenty five minutes. She’d promised herself that as soon as she was done with the cup of water, she’d make her way to the park where her and Dylan had agreed to meet. It was the wonderful thing about New York. Even though they were very prominent figures in the media, a nice bucket hat and a pair of sunglasses and you could kind of course through the streets virtually undetected. Her nails tapped at the glass as her anxious mind went through the conversation they’d had in the past, and the one they could possibly have in a few minutes, wanting to have a comeback for everything he said.
She looked at her watch. It would get dark if she didn’t leave soon, so dropping the glass by the sink, she texted Dylan swiftly. I’m on my way. Magnus’ dog park? xx She tucked her phone in her light bomber jacket and just like that, away she went. It took her not very long to make it to where they’d agreed to meet, and the model found a bench kinda far away from everyone to sit and take deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. @glorydylan​