Apartment over Covent Gardens, Thursday Night
Vida's apartment, fortunately, had remained bug free. She'd endure the singing anyway -- there was no way she was going to let anyone see her without her face on.
Right now, she was camped out in front of her TV with a bottle of wine for her Thursday ritual of watching Project Runway. And her squee of delight was probably heard all over town.
"Hats! Hats hats hats hats HATS!"
Vida was in paradise.
Right now, she was camped out in front of her TV with a bottle of wine for her Thursday ritual of watching Project Runway. And her squee of delight was probably heard all over town.
"Hats! Hats hats hats hats HATS!"
Vida was in paradise.