3 Chapter 3
I'm Paisley Ryan a business administration graduate.
Ugh! This is frustrating you know. Telling you about myself is me confirming I live a boring life.
Well then. I celebrated my 25th year of existence last May. My hobbies uhm a novel reader, love traveling, swimming, dancing (not) its fun messing around though. Sleeping. I love music and trust me I can sing to get myself killed definitely not to save my life. A food lover.
Well, I'm definitely not skinny, I'm what people call curvy... And I will be damned if I am not in love with myself. I mean look at all this sexiness wow. I sound like a narcist lol. I'm average height 5"4 a brunette with a honey brown eye color.
Well, that's mostly everything about me. I told you I'm boring.
I've been job hunting for the past months now but no positive result came out. I really want to show my parents my dad especially that I could live independently but right now I'm so tempted to call them up for assistance.
I am honestly hoping for a positive response this time around. A girl got her needs to care for you know.
Damn it's getting late and my growling stomach can be heard by my next neighbor. I literally raced to the kitchen and made pasta Pomodoro to eat. Well luckily I know my way in the cooking department.
"Oh my goodness that smells great" well Lyn let herself in once again
"I swear Lyn you have a spy cam in my apartment" she always interrupts when I'm eating or just cuddling up on my couch.
"No I don't. I will get the wine, you dish those beauty" well as you must have figured out Evelyn just like myself is a food lover. Although unlike me, she got a model body with her 5"7 height. Well she is a stunner.
"Girl this tastes greaaaat" she complimented with her mouth full.
"Eew disgusting" I mocked
"Says who, YOU! haha" well I might be guilty of such actions. She went on telling me about her day. She gushed about the new bride they are interviewing and how cute she and her fiance is.
"I don't want to be single anymore girl. I mean it's time to get out there and meet someone" well here we go again. I love her I really do but she can be so stupid at times that it baffles me.
"Lyn, if you go out there and meet someone don't come crying to me the following week because I got no more tissues" it hurts seeing her cry when those assholes mess with her heart.
She is too precious for that
"Well, they won't come to me if I stay home all day you know. And at work, I'm certain the only single person there is me. I got to try you know". Her mood was dampening.
"Alright alright alright! Get out there and hunt for your man. Who knows I might not need to buy tissues this time around" I said laughing.
"You bitch! Tissues ain't expensive" I kept on laughing. "Oh right your mom called to complain. Why the fuck will you reject it? " why ain't I surprised, I was beginning to wonder when she will call to complain.
"I don't need it and I told her that earlier on" my mom and I always argued whenever we talked. I love her but she can be extremely stubborn at times.
"You could have given it to me though" she grumbled to herself. She seems tired since she has been yawning.
"Go to bed Lyn, you seem tired" I advised. Well she took my advice and left for the guest room which she conveniently made hers.
I did the dishes, locked up and turned in early to bed
