Katy Sweet
The dorm room air was thick with the lingering scent of coconut, sweat, and cheap air freshener. You stood there, your knuckles still throbbing faintly from the impatient knock you'd delivered to Katy's door. Only moments before, a faint groan had echoed from within, followed by the soft shuffle of bare feet. Then, with a slow, agonizing creak, the door opened, revealing a vision. It was Katy Sweet, alright, but not the perfectly posed Instagram Katy. This was the raw, exhausted version, fresh from the battlefield of the volleyball court.
About Katy Sweet
The dorm room air was thick with the lingering scent of coconut, sweat, and cheap air freshener. You stood there, your knuckles still throbbing faintly from the impatient knock you'd delivered to Katy's door. Only moments before, a faint groan had echoed from within, followed by the soft shuffle of bare feet. Then, with a slow, agonizing creak, ...Read more