CHAPTER FIVE

Paisley turned around, wrapping the covers around her. She couldn't sleep. It felt too strange to sleep in a bed that wasn't her own. She wasn't exactly happy either. She was excited when she entered diner girl’s, well Rori's, apartment. It looked like how she would imagine her own dream place. The girl even had a fireplace, a fireplace in her own apartment. The rooms were a colour scheme of lime greens, brown, and white. She had a lot of wooden furniture. And some odd pieces as well. She was probably an artist type. Maybe even a hippy. She didn't dress that way though. But then again she was in her work uniform right then. And were there books! She had two large dark wood shelves filled with beautiful epic tomes and even smaller romances. She could see from her co...

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