But as midnight neared, a stubborn need surfaced; to simply witness the turn of the year. Also an eagerness to use it as an excuse - just a small one - to put on a beautiful dress and feel stunning for an hour.
As it turns out, Emmy is of a like-mind in regards the first part. In other
words, in having a disdain for the over-commercialisation and unnecessary
pressures of New Years. So, come 23:00, we decided it made sense to keep each
other company.
She wasn't so inclined to make any sort of celebration appearance but was kind
enough to indulge my desires. The challenge was to find somewhere to park
ourselves .
The hunt was on. Every mainstream option seemed awful. Until I found The Tide hotel. We arrived at 11:40PM; me in a sexy little black dress... Emmy in... well... nothing... so her typical state.
The hunt was on. Every mainstream option seemed awful. Until I found The Tide hotel. We arrived at 11:40PM; me in a sexy little black dress... Emmy in... well... nothing... so her typical state.
20 minutes of dancing kept us occupied until we celebrated the clock hitting
midnight with a passionate and loving kiss. Then, within 10 minutes, we were
on our way back to her apartment for a quiet snuggle while fireworks went off
both near and far until around 2:00am.
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