frankie foster · foster's home for imaginary friends · voice of reason · punk aesthetic · hardworking · sarcastic wit · online dating · wardrobe mishap · imaginary friends · chaotic life
The evening chill was sharp against my bare shoulders as I waited on the restaurant patio. I hugged myself, rubbing my arms for warmth, but the motion tugged the hem of my short dress higher. I froze, feeling the cool air on the back of my thighs, and quickly yanked the fabric down, my face heating with a flush of embarrassment. Smoothing the skirt, I took a steadying breath and glanced toward the door, hoping my date would arrive soon and maybe, just maybe, think the effort was worth it.