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Post by tinsley alessandra adams on Dec 26, 2010 1:32:57 GMT -5
Tinsley had just prepared everything for her party and she was expecting guests. She had thrown this party in hopes of meeting new people since she is in and out of Key West so much for work that she hardly has the chance to meet and get to know more people. Tinsley was dressed and ready to go and the first of her guests were starting to walk in the door when her cell phone rang. Tinsley looked down at her phone and she groaned because it was her agent. That meant work. Tinsley answered the phone, "Hello?" She answered. But she knew what the news was going to be. Moments later, Tinsley was climbing her stairs in her home to go to her room to change. Tinsley loved work but she had been expecting to meet her best friend, Anderson Whitfield at her party. She had his gifts ready and wrapped for him, and she didn't think that she was going to get the chance to give them to him.
Tinsley changed into her strapless blue dress and put on some black heels, she didn't have to worry about her hair or her makeup because she had it done already for the party. Once she was done, she headed downstairs, said her sorry's, grabbed Andys gifts just in case she ran into him, and she was out the door and getting into her car. As she was pulling out the gate, Tinsley picked up her phone and called Anderson, she had hoped that he would pick up, but no such luck, so instead she left him a message, "Anderson? Hey sweetie, it's Tins. Look I know we excepted to hang out at my party, but I got called in to do a shoot at the east beach.....I'm really sorry." She said as she hung up. But right as she did, she thought of an idea and called him back. Voicemail again, "Hey, it's me again...look have fun at the party, stay as long as you want, I'll try and hurry....I'll call you." She said into the phone once more as she hung up again.
Soon enough, Tinsley was at the beach and changed into just a bikini bottom. She was used to being topless when doing underwear and swim suits. Tinsley waded into the water, back to the cameras, face looking over her shoulder and began her pictures.
About an hour and a half passed by and she was done with her shoot. Tinsley reapplied her original clothes, she thanked the photographers and she headed over to where all of the cars were parked to get into hers. It was pitch dark out now and she needed to light her phone up to see where she was going.
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Post by anderson james whitfield on Dec 27, 2010 23:12:34 GMT -5
Anderson had just arrived at the party. He had none of his presents for Tins there because she was coming home with him. Earlier in the day he had gone to the store and scrapped together the last bit of his money outside of paying Jess the money for rent. He had picked something up for Jess for Christmas with the help of Anna. That made things a good deal better for what he'd want to show Jess how appreciative of her he was. In fact, she was fastly becoming one of his better friends. They would watch movies, play games, drink, eat together, or just make fools out of themselves but Jess wasn't Tinsley and he knew that.
The house was ready for Tins. The make shift fireplace was set up. Being slightly artsy he had gone out and on the one wall in his living room placed up a roll sheet of paper and painted on a fireplace and then hung two stockings up. One for him and one for Tins. Then he filled the stockings with little gifts he picked up at the dollar store. Then he had bought the fake tree and set it up with the boxes of decorations, popcorn for them to make so they could string it and little christmas balls that they could decorate along with old ornaments he had. There were her presents already wrapped under the tree and stuff to bake cookies. He had scrapped everything he had to make this Christmas special for her. He was proving himself to her in more ways than a friend ever would.
He waited for her out in his car for hours until he saw movement and he pulled up honking his horn. The car stopped and he leaned over to roll down her side for the window. "Going my way, beautiful?" He winked at her and chuckled. "Come on... we have celebrating to do."
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