Emily was nervous. So so so nervous. Why had she let this happen? She had let Lochlann talk her into a date even though she'd understood how he was. Yeah she'd insisted that they were only going as friends, but she wasn't an idiot, she knew what was happening even if they'd both agreed that nothing was going to happen. Had they agreed nothing was going to happen? Oh god how did she get into this mess.
Still, even if she was nervous, she wasn't about to stand the guy up, she was more responsible then that. Plus, it gave her a chance to dress up, sure she could do it any time but it was nice to have a reason. She hadn't done her hair or put on any make-up past what she normally wore, but she had selected a nice red tank top. She was also wearing a pair of skinny jeans that showed off the contours of her legs, and she had a belt lashed lopsidedly across her hips, more as an accessory then for it's function. The outfit was topped off with a small red bag that went well with the rest of her clothing.
She reached in to her bag and pulled out the tarot deck she had brought with her and began shuffling them. The cards always calmed her down. She would slide about half the cards off of the top of the deck and move them to the bottom, then take about a quarter off the bottom and move them to the top, and occasionally she'd flip them around so that when they were drawn they be inverted. She drew a card off the top after a while and looked at it, a blush filling her face when she say the Lovers card. That didn't count, right? that wasn't a proper reading, right?
@"ReD"
Still, even if she was nervous, she wasn't about to stand the guy up, she was more responsible then that. Plus, it gave her a chance to dress up, sure she could do it any time but it was nice to have a reason. She hadn't done her hair or put on any make-up past what she normally wore, but she had selected a nice red tank top. She was also wearing a pair of skinny jeans that showed off the contours of her legs, and she had a belt lashed lopsidedly across her hips, more as an accessory then for it's function. The outfit was topped off with a small red bag that went well with the rest of her clothing.
She reached in to her bag and pulled out the tarot deck she had brought with her and began shuffling them. The cards always calmed her down. She would slide about half the cards off of the top of the deck and move them to the bottom, then take about a quarter off the bottom and move them to the top, and occasionally she'd flip them around so that when they were drawn they be inverted. She drew a card off the top after a while and looked at it, a blush filling her face when she say the Lovers card. That didn't count, right? that wasn't a proper reading, right?
@"ReD"