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it is righteous, as me, as existing unhurtful.
Such slightly dark grey sky with several big, continuosly puffy framed very dark grey clouds of such heartish appearance of such sky's left and of Aetter looking directly up, well, if she should, are, with such beautiful, calm, inspiring of Aetter of her making herbal tea of whipped cream of citrus peel extract and cinnamon flecks of such whipped cream's top environmental vibes, and it effects Aetter with the heavy precipitation of rain sprinkling her dark blue jeans of bright, light blue letter 'l' resembling marks of the front bottoms and like frames around her pockets such more form-fitting of the top and loose of the bottoms like small, mostly traditional bouquet wrappers of her sitting of her legs crossed front of her at her ankles, Aetter sitting upright at her small, arched, black, iron fire escape door. She thought briefly of the fondness she had of humidity during Summer surrounded of greenery. Her little black cat Petunia of dark brown eyes walked at her and snuggled of Aetter's hands placed delicately top of eachother of her lap. Aetter smiles lightly, then looks at her rather large light pink, silk, tied bow of somewhat large ribbon of droopy, large ovals, and two bottom components reaching her waist of the middle of her not-super-tight corset of her left side, her corset fitting of such corset's front of three largely spaced away button clasps of strong string, such corset of light pink silk as well, and emphasizing her shoulders and collar bone, such corset barely reaching her collarbone, and such corset of square top with her light pink, silk high heels of closed, rounded, one inch up toe fashion and skinny three inch heels. She then thought of her hair, it of such messy, large bun of several small strands away of the bun, such bun slightly left of top of her head, then her light pink lip gloss, small white mark of the skin of the inner corner of her eyes, unobvious dark brown eyebrows of her putting dark brown eyebrow makeup on her eyebrows of them of aside each of the middle outer corners of her eyes as such quite fine point, and oil reducing, zero color powder of her face. She inhales of love of the smell of rain, though loves the smell of petrichor more, then looks across her apartment at her cat's small, round pink feeding bowls aside her kitchen's island that required her to put food of since she was vacationing at her father's cabin with her friends. Of such thought, she is destined of packing snacks and drinks that her and her friends can consume, as well! She contains such excitement, and shuts her fire escape door.
Of either side of her fire escape door are pink rose flower plants with six roses of each plant of white, somewhat tall, ovalish porcelain pottery, and a red long, oval cotton rug she walks on, walking past her round, black wood dining table with three black wooden chairs of three tall, square windows of steel black frame surrounding them and steel black cross on each of them until she gets more of her kitchen of such tan, large marble counter island, black refrigerator and black stove against such wall across of her kitchen island with such small,black steel bookshelf of cooking books and herbal remedies aside her stove. Aetter grabs the bag of cat food next of her pink rose centerpiece of six roses of large, white porcelain oval pottery on her kitchen island and pours it of two of the bowls, seals the bag and puts it next of the centerpiece, then gets water of her refrigerator and puts the water of the other two bowls before putting them back on the tan, square tile floor, such tan tile of all of her apartment with all of her walls painted tan.
"Meow, meeeow. Meow."
Aetter's cat starts drinking water, and Aetter says, "I shall see you after one week, love you." her voice know-it-all, tenor, and somewhat tired sounding of subtle rasp behind the words 'week' and 'you'. With her leaning over the counter, Aetter smells the roses of her island, and such moment is beautiful. She walks and is then of her sitting room of such simple pink lounge chair of cotton fabric with such small, square, black steel side table with one lamp of small, pink, oval base of square light fixture of pink chiffon over the yellow light, such light similar of the yellow glow of her chandelier over her dining room table, such chandelier of black chain of ceiling and of small, clear glass oval center, with four clear glass, thin, drooping thornless rose stem-resembling connectors of such base of the four, separate lamps of clear glass shaped as turned over bells. Aetter turns off her retro television front of her loungechair against the wall that only receives old shows, though she rather loves such shows, as well as the square shape of her television. She sits on her lounge chair with her two silk, pink, somewhat large, coinpurse shaped purses with her belongings in them and waits for Lecleo's arrival before they both leave of beautiful destiny; the picking up of their friends.
The street that Aetter and Lecleo reside of is of simply Lecleo as it is raining heavily, and of Lecleo walking beyond his tan, four-level apartment building, he puts his left hand before his top of his face of such left of such hand's back against his face, such placement of grace of his opinion, such right hand grasping his black umbrella, and after such moment of putting his left hand up, he then puts it back at his side as walks and then starts running towards Aetter's apartment. His all black Vans shoes splash of the puddles as he runs, and the bottoms of his light blue, nontight jeans of concealed black silk belt of tied, small bow that holds them are totally wet, though his long-sleeved, dark blue and light blue checkered button-up shirt is of such dryness of such cold, winter remain. He shields water of splashing him of passing cars with his umbrella, and thinks of himself as such video game character Peach who uses an umbrella. Someone is causing music of such guitar of one of the first floor patios of Aetter's apartment, and December stringed lights of all white and multi-colored arrangement give distraction of Lecleo's sadness momentarily as he walks of the lobby of Aetter's apartment where she then is of her purses of the inner arches of both of her arms, him folding his umbrella.
"Lecleo, hey! Let's go to the parking garage and then pick up the others." says Aetter, attracting stares of new residents as she and Lecleo walk of such parking garage as such destination, Lecleo admiring such dark green, real December pine tree garland of the central wooden front of the central lobby, large, square, light tan wooden reception table, decorated similar as the bottom of such heart with red sphere ornaments adorning it of such garland's whole, the yellow light ambiance of the two lamps of both sides of the reception table of tan, chiffon, bell resembling light fixtures of oval, white, porcelain bases representing opportunity of new adventure of Lecleo's opinion. Lecleo thinks 'they tricked me...' then goes of thinking of existing happy, then twitches of thinking again 'they tricked me.' He puts such thoughts aside, though, happy again, then enters the parking garage with Aetter, and the both of them put their bags of her back seats of her very light pink, sparkly, year two-thousand-twenty-three Escalade, Lecleo's upright cylinder shoulder bag somewhat large and black cotton, then the both of them hop of the front of her Escalade and Aetter turns on the radio after turning her Escalade on. "Let's bump." she says, her Escalade revealing 8:00 p.m. as such time, and some dance tune gifting sound lightly with some bass.
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Of either side of her fire escape door are pink rose flower plants with six roses of each plant of white, somewhat tall, ovalish porcelain pottery, and a red long, oval cotton rug she walks on, walking past her round, black wood dining table with three black wooden chairs of three tall, square windows of steel black frame surrounding them and steel black cross on each of them until she gets more of her kitchen of such tan, large marble counter island, black refrigerator and black stove against such wall across of her kitchen island with such small,black steel bookshelf of cooking books and herbal remedies aside her stove. Aetter grabs the bag of cat food next of her pink rose centerpiece of six roses of large, white porcelain oval pottery on her kitchen island and pours it of two of the bowls, seals the bag and puts it next of the centerpiece, then gets water of her refrigerator and puts the water of the other two bowls before putting them back on the tan, square tile floor, such tan tile of all of her apartment with all of her walls painted tan.
"Meow, meeeow. Meow."
Aetter's cat starts drinking water, and Aetter says, "I shall see you after one week, love you." her voice know-it-all, tenor, and somewhat tired sounding of subtle rasp behind the words 'week' and 'you'. With her leaning over the counter, Aetter smells the roses of her island, and such moment is beautiful. She walks and is then of her sitting room of such simple pink lounge chair of cotton fabric with such small, square, black steel side table with one lamp of small, pink, oval base of square light fixture of pink chiffon over the yellow light, such light similar of the yellow glow of her chandelier over her dining room table, such chandelier of black chain of ceiling and of small, clear glass oval center, with four clear glass, thin, drooping thornless rose stem-resembling connectors of such base of the four, separate lamps of clear glass shaped as turned over bells. Aetter turns off her retro television front of her loungechair against the wall that only receives old shows, though she rather loves such shows, as well as the square shape of her television. She sits on her lounge chair with her two silk, pink, somewhat large, coinpurse shaped purses with her belongings in them and waits for Lecleo's arrival before they both leave of beautiful destiny; the picking up of their friends.
The street that Aetter and Lecleo reside of is of simply Lecleo as it is raining heavily, and of Lecleo walking beyond his tan, four-level apartment building, he puts his left hand before his top of his face of such left of such hand's back against his face, such placement of grace of his opinion, such right hand grasping his black umbrella, and after such moment of putting his left hand up, he then puts it back at his side as walks and then starts running towards Aetter's apartment. His all black Vans shoes splash of the puddles as he runs, and the bottoms of his light blue, nontight jeans of concealed black silk belt of tied, small bow that holds them are totally wet, though his long-sleeved, dark blue and light blue checkered button-up shirt is of such dryness of such cold, winter remain. He shields water of splashing him of passing cars with his umbrella, and thinks of himself as such video game character Peach who uses an umbrella. Someone is causing music of such guitar of one of the first floor patios of Aetter's apartment, and December stringed lights of all white and multi-colored arrangement give distraction of Lecleo's sadness momentarily as he walks of the lobby of Aetter's apartment where she then is of her purses of the inner arches of both of her arms, him folding his umbrella.
"Lecleo, hey! Let's go to the parking garage and then pick up the others." says Aetter, attracting stares of new residents as she and Lecleo walk of such parking garage as such destination, Lecleo admiring such dark green, real December pine tree garland of the central wooden front of the central lobby, large, square, light tan wooden reception table, decorated similar as the bottom of such heart with red sphere ornaments adorning it of such garland's whole, the yellow light ambiance of the two lamps of both sides of the reception table of tan, chiffon, bell resembling light fixtures of oval, white, porcelain bases representing opportunity of new adventure of Lecleo's opinion. Lecleo thinks 'they tricked me...' then goes of thinking of existing happy, then twitches of thinking again 'they tricked me.' He puts such thoughts aside, though, happy again, then enters the parking garage with Aetter, and the both of them put their bags of her back seats of her very light pink, sparkly, year two-thousand-twenty-three Escalade, Lecleo's upright cylinder shoulder bag somewhat large and black cotton, then the both of them hop of the front of her Escalade and Aetter turns on the radio after turning her Escalade on. "Let's bump." she says, her Escalade revealing 8:00 p.m. as such time, and some dance tune gifting sound lightly with some bass.
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