When Cheyenne mentioned having a party for the evening, Arielle sat up quickly, chewing happily on the last of her waffle. A party was probably the best idea she had heard all week. Well, there had been that one joke about black-don't-crack from one of the models, but that was the only thing that came to mind. She just had it in her to nod enthusiastically when Cheyenne commented on meeting the "mystery man" in Ellie's life. She giggled awkwardly, choosing instead to take a large gulp of orange juice and letting Nailah correct her.
"Not much of a mystery there, Chey. And it's not like that...at least, maybe not that much like that" another headache was forming after she spoke and Arielle shook her head and headed into the kitchen. It was almost time for her to get ready for work anyway. As she finished her juice, she called over her shoulder, "But I'm definitely down for some dancing tonight. Gotta burn off all the bread I'll be eating today." Not that her stomach was complaining. There were beautiful sweets to be consumed: Danishes, doughnuts, sweet rolls, buns, and probably some of those breakfast sandwiches if Stacey was in the mood to be nice. Her stomach, though still in the process of digesting her waffle, grumbled in delight at the thought.
Arielle hurried towards her room, pointing at the clock just to alert the girls that she was on the move. She pulled out hopefully decent articles of clothing, threw what she had on in the bin (she would definitely be giving back Tristan his shirt...possibly?), and then grabbed a towel to go take a shower. Ten minutes later, she felt refreshed and the scent of vanilla was just wafting off her skin along with the steam from the shower and her mouth still tingled from its own cleaning. She dressed quickly, opting to towel-dry her hair today. Instead of dealing with it like on other days, Arielle combed the naturally sinuous strands into a loose chignon with strands framing her face. Her touch of make-up was barely there. Satisfied, Arielle stormed out of her room.
"Text me what I need to pick up before I come home," she yelled and hurried out the door, blowing a kiss at the girls on the way.
Now, on to Stacey's and then to work.