Post by Deleted on Nov 9, 2021 19:23:49 GMT -7
The sun shines brightly across the Dubai sands...not that we'd know so much about it as we instead find ourselves instead a furniture store of some kind. Why so? Because we are instead with the brown haired wrestler known as Olivia Blue as she is currently lying down on a queen size bed, with a rather thick looking duvet wrapped around her slender but curvy body, while an eldery man of balding grey hair approaches her.
Store Person: Excuse me, miss, but what are you doing on one of our display beds?
OB: Testing out duvets.
The former model's answer brought a look of annoyance from the staff member's face. Perhaps he was expecting the brunette to simply apologise and move instead of giving such a simple answer as Miss Blue sits up in the bed and cuddles the duvet closely before looking over towards the gentleman.
OB: So many options for choices for events yet to come...life is so full of them. Be it choosing what duvet to stay warm at night with, how to deal against some glorified greed geek's poncy pet in a few days while also thinking about how to greet my feet's cushion or even what should I bring to Epoch 2...you know...an item to fight with or eat with. Almost as if life is pandora's box and every decisive moment takes one closer to finding a way inside...
Her words trail out as the bubble bottomed brunette shuffles off the bed and plonks the duvet into a trolley overflowing with beddings of similar thickness.
OB: But comes what may...nobody is going to have a better first thanksgiving than me.
Olivia declares before heading toward the counter with a smile brighter than the sun outside, though the eldery employee seem gloomier than gloom as he mutters something under his breath while making the bed Miss Blue was previously lying on.
Store Person: Excuse me, miss, but what are you doing on one of our display beds?
OB: Testing out duvets.
The former model's answer brought a look of annoyance from the staff member's face. Perhaps he was expecting the brunette to simply apologise and move instead of giving such a simple answer as Miss Blue sits up in the bed and cuddles the duvet closely before looking over towards the gentleman.
OB: So many options for choices for events yet to come...life is so full of them. Be it choosing what duvet to stay warm at night with, how to deal against some glorified greed geek's poncy pet in a few days while also thinking about how to greet my feet's cushion or even what should I bring to Epoch 2...you know...an item to fight with or eat with. Almost as if life is pandora's box and every decisive moment takes one closer to finding a way inside...
Her words trail out as the bubble bottomed brunette shuffles off the bed and plonks the duvet into a trolley overflowing with beddings of similar thickness.
OB: But comes what may...nobody is going to have a better first thanksgiving than me.
Olivia declares before heading toward the counter with a smile brighter than the sun outside, though the eldery employee seem gloomier than gloom as he mutters something under his breath while making the bed Miss Blue was previously lying on.