Sunshine was peeking through half-opened curtains as Madison lay under a mountain of marshmallow-y duvet covers. She'd been awake for a few minutes, but had yet to find the courage to slip out from under the sheets. She could feel that her hair was plastered to the side of her face, and her mouth was completely dry.
No more weed past 2am, she though grumpily as she pushed back the covers, bracing herself for the walk from her bed to the bathroom. Her tiny frame, covered only in a pair of LaPerla lace boyshorts, looked peaceful amidst the messy bed. Maddie ran a hand through her hair, then crossed her arms over her bare chest as she finally slipped out of bed.
Finding a
Cosabella nightie on the floor, she pulled it over her head and motioned for the bathroom door. Maddie's voyage was interrupted, however, when she spotted her green iBook sitting on her bureau. With a shrug, she grabbed the laptop and sat back on her bed.
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St. Patrick's Day was pretty nuts. A bunch of us ended up at Marquee, where we all consumed way too much beer than should be allowed. Is it possible to have a drinking problem when you're 18? Everyone looked hot, probably since green is the sexiest color ever!
Rumour has it we're all going away for Spring Break. As long as it's somewhere hot, I'm up for anywhere! Hehe.
To Scott ♥
Let's go away for the weekend. :) (ily)
Bye, kiddies!
Mads xx
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