Apr 9, 2015
a tangled afternoon.
hands rubbed over her stomach as she leaned against the door outside maisy’s room, waiting for the girl to get dressed. it had been too long since she’d gotten to spend a lot of time together -- probably since and harry had broken up, honestly. She was glad, though, that they were going to spend the afternoon together -- and there was no complaints from the newly pregnant makeup artist about pigging out on ice cream and watching tangled.
when the younger styles appeared, a smile stretched across her lips and she pushed off the wall. “You ready to go?” she held her hand out for the girl to take before they began to walk towards the elevators. “So what shall we do first? drinks or ice cream?”