just a little longer * | darcho
Dara ran lithe fingers through her platinum locks, her neck rolling left and right, trying to relieve the tension that the night before had built up. Looking in the mirror, a long sigh left her lips. If there was anything that could possibly be done to make her feel better, to make the stress leave her shoulders, she would sign up for it. However, it seemed like traveling to Shanghai had taken it all out of her and here she was once again. Tight and homesick and wishing there was a way to feel better. Of course, the tiny, rambunctious brunette laying in the bed in her hotel room was definitely getting her there. Inviting Echo to her second Victoria Secret Fashion Show had been the best idea she’d had in a long time.
Adjusting the robe that covered her naked, smooth skin, Dara slowly padded her bare feet back into the room, her eyes immediately catching those of her best friend Echo. Flutters traveled from her chest down to her stomach as she watched the brunette. This girl was absolutely astonishing in every way - so smart, so silly, so god damn much of everything. The blonde lowered herself onto the bed, crawling toward Echo, who was doing some sort of work on her laptop, wrapped up in the comforter of the hotel room’s bed. Dara pressed a kiss to her shoulder.
“Thank you for last night, dear,” the model spoke in a low voice, pressing herself a bit closer to her friend. Without her, Dara would likely have felt incredibly lost the night prior.
