#and sorry i type fast xoxoxoxox

[anastasiareed]

Lets Go To The Beach || Stasi-Wasi&Fletchypoo

Finally, a friend that Anastasia was actually comfortable with and can joke around. Usually she would joke around with, but sometimes people would take it too far. A lot of the people in this house took things a bit too serious when all Anastasia wanted to do was joke with people and have fun. Even her sister sometimes took it too seriously, the brunette was really thinking about why they didn't have a third bar in the house. After catching up a little bit with Fletcher, Anastasia asked him to go to the beach. The islands were too short of a trip for the girl and she wanted more beach time. However, it was about 2 A.M, but Fletcher didn't seem to mind that. That was one of the reasons why she was so involved with him, he did things out of the blue that probably no one else would eve think about. Honestly, who thinks about camping on the beach? Most would be afraid to wake up with sand in their mouth, but all Anastasia was excited about was spending time with her best friend. And to get the perfect salt water curls she's been dying for from the time they left.

Anastasia lurked around her room, packing things in a random bag she found behind her dresser. She hasn't been here for long, but she knew she would probably stay because it seemed to be fun, so she unpacked everything. The brunette slipped on her bikini and a pair of shorts, running her hand through her long thick brown hair. That was the only way to tell her and her sisters apart. Crystal had short light brown hair, and and Piper had medium length light hair. Anastasia sighed packing a towel and a large blanket for the two of them. Fletcher said he would bring sleeping bags, but knowing him, they wouldn't cover them both and Anastasia would end up complaining, or laughing at his somewhat stupidity.

Once the brunette was finished packing everything, she looked at herself in the mirror and shrugged. Anastasia didn't care what she looked like, she was only seeing Fletcher. But, since she hasn't in a while, she was more excited than usual. And nervous? Anastasia asked to cuddle on the beach, and she's not one to do that. She felt as if she was asking too many questions, so she shut herself up and started to get ready instead. The girl sighed as she zipped close her bag and put on a pair of flip flops, grabbing her phone she head for the door. "Kitchen, kitchen, kitchen." She mumbled to herself, trying to remember where it is. The house was huge in her perspective and she always got lost, even if she was there for over two weeks. "Kitchen!" Anastasia halfway yelled and covered her mouth because of how late it was. She spun around and didn't see Fletcher, so she hopped up on the counter and waited for him.