Dreaming of You
Filler
I got off work around eight p.m. and blasted All Time low the whole ride home. Today was the slowest day of my entire life. Kylie not only managed to get our manager to think I was the one smoking inside but she also made me charge the only customer we had almost double her bill because she 'eyed her funny'. I walked into my house, tossed the keys on the small table next to the door and plopped on the couch. I clicked on the living room TV and watched Supernatural reruns, I was just getting into an episode about Dean going to hell when I figured it was about time to figure out what the plan was for tomorrow. I dug around my jean pockets for my cell phone, dialed Kylie’s number, and waited for her to answer.
"Listen love, I really want to chat with you but after I left work I ran into this nice chunk of man. He’s from New York! anyway, I'll call you back when I’m done showing him what Coffee County has to offer! If this is about the concert, then you plan it and I’ll go along with whatever it is! love ya" She said. She spoke quickly, and I heard some guy mumbling in the background.
I sighed loudly and rolled my eyes, instead of actually planning for the concert I just decided to go to sleep. I had a long day and Kylie did not seem to worry about what was going to happen. I will just plan it tomorrow. I turned off the TV, went to my room, plugged my phone in, clutched my bracelet, and fell asleep. I sure hope I have sweet dreams.
