Brian arrived as Bitch and I were trudging through the field with shovels and trash bags in hand. Not the image I wanted him to get of me, but I was glad to see him nonetheless.
Feel free to elaborate on what image you do want him to get of you any time, Taylor :3
(I for one think Brian would be the type to appreciate that his potential mate is willing to get her hands dirty to help a friend.)
I’d rinsed off using the tap at the dog’s water trough, but I was still covered in dirty paw prints, grass stains, and my skin still itched with the feeling of bugs crawling on me.
Yeeah, I can see that not being a particularly comfortable state to be in as your crush arrives.
I had little doubt that with my wet hair and the state of my clothes, that I looked pretty damn grungy.
Ahaha
“pretty damn grungy” is almost as funny to me as “mucho cred”. :p