We ended up going to ihop after the movie. (Which was terrible by the way, shh don’t tell Blair!) She insisted on getting chocolate chip pancakes, I got some eggs. Although I hardly think it’s fair to chickens to call what they serve at ihop “eggs”.
Anything? Well there’s so many choices!
Well *wraps arms around you waist* you have the whole movie to figure it out. *kisses neck*
Styling and Photography by THE WHITEPEPPER
West Side Story.