#mountooakley

5. booty call?

Anna. She’s a fireball in bed.

Oakley, probably. He seems more experienced.

Why only three? Aren’t they all delightful?

But if you insist: Alexander, Dylan, and Oakley.

Sunflower: Gratitude

"When will this end?!"

If there was a penny for every Adelaide's complaint and swearing inside the thick layers of fabric worn, she would have been rich by now, enough to support every charity in the country. Call it an exaggeration, but it was all true. She could not wear the thing off her, hence she should suffer from great embarrassment and humiliation from the people she never dared to know. 

It was a hot day indeed, and it didn't helped the young teen in a pizza costume to freshen up, at all. All these sweat dropping, god knows, she could be suffocated at any time by now. All these things built the anger inside, as if like if anyone dared to come near her and bug her, she'd totally blow them off, in this costume, of course.

Standing there for too long had been very rough, and she needed a break, perhaps a refreshment for seconds. After taking in a deep breath, she tried to walk, and started noticing people who was attending the fair. Oh, joy. Not. She saw children, teens, young adults, and adults of the like, and a walking lemon.

How unfortunate we are.

Adelaide kept on walking, but there was a strange feeling beside her. It's not the same feeling when kids surrounded her or anything... so out of curiosity she turned to the side, and saw the lemon walking beside her.