Tsiwentiio
Basic Bitches Not Wanted
Vanna could tell that he was mad, she stood up "doesn't matter to me" she went back over to the other side of the room, she looked through her clothes for something more comfortable to wear. She pulled out a black tank top and grey sweat pants, she really didn't care that he was in the room she figured he wouldn't want to look at her any was. As she was changing she looked back over to Chris, Now he knows how I felt when he was pressuring me to eat real food she thought to herself. Once she was done she grabbed a bottle of lotion and sat down on the other end of the couch. maybe him staying up all night with me won't be as fun as I thought