FOR: @sofiedekker (CANON) MISTLETOE 2024 WHERE: Chelsea, London. Shopping.
Christmas was right around the corner, and the twins, as they were every year, would wake up to find out that Santa spoiled them yet again. Pavel had suggested that they think of cutting back a little this year, simply to teach them that they couldn't have everything they wanted.
In all honesty, Sveta just wanted to give them enough that they'd shut up a little while longer. So she'd ignored that request, must to his protest. So, with two bags in each hand, she trotted along the streets of Chelsea in search of what she told herself would be the last purchase that day.
Matching outfits for Christmas day. No doubt her husband wouldn't like it when she presented him with his own pair, but she simply got the kick out of making him do something he really didn't want to.
Rounding a corner, as she took to the second street, she came to an abrupt stop when she came face to face with Sofie Decker. Well...this wasn't planned, she thought with an unpleasant twitch of her lips.
"Missed me?" It came out, smooth as marble.