Explain

It is late in the afternoon, the cool breeze blows against my matching pjs and my hair dances in the wind. I climb down the concrete steps of the building I have been recovering at and get into the car, and buckle into my seat at the request of my loved ones. Laying back, I pulled my new comfy sweater around my body as far it could possibly stretch and look down at it in anticipation as if it is a new shiny obsession, which it probably was. After I had demanded the well needed gift, Liam took no time at all to give it to me. I was elated with my present and mentally decided to wear this gem even when it was washed out and looking ragedy.

Spencer opened the car door and slipped in the seat beside me while she gave me a long, long look. Eyeing me she said, "Please do not tell me that you're already obsessing over the sweater."