I tugged at my collar for the millionth time and readjusted my sunglasses, shuffling my feet as I surveyed the faces of the people in the park. I didn’t see a head of auburn hair, nor did I see any familiar faces. I checked my watch, but saw that I was still early. She must be a punctual type of person, which was fine, but the sign on the ice cream vendors trolley said he closed up shop at seven, and I really wanted ice cream.
Rose Bowl, Pasadena CA - 13.9
Anonymous said: i think about your bunny A LOT more than i should, in really graphic and sexual ways, too. sorry not sorry. x