“Uhm actually eating cookies in our pajamas can be fun at any age. Instead of milk and cookies we can make it those tasty alcoholic slushies and cookies. Or uhmm.” She wasn’t sure what else she would have added to agenda to make things more grown up since she was fine with just the cookies. She stood still as Evie gave her the once over and she tries her best not to blush, because a) evie was totally looking her over and b)she was wearing such basic clothes and her hair looked a mess. But this was Evie she had seen her in worse. “Wait..way more? I am not walking around in nothing crazy. You seem to forget I have two older brothers that always seem to catch me doing anything remotely sketchy.”
“Must I teach you everything?” The girl giggled and rolled her eyes. She started to go through Melinda’s closet, trying to find something for her friend to wear. Nothing was right, but she was determined not to give up so easily. She was going to find something. “You have magic. I technically have magic. I’m sure there is a glamouring spell that we could cast where your brothers would never see what you were wearing. Or hell to convince your family that you never left the house if you wanted to lie to them.” She reasoned and smiled as she grabbed a little black skirt at the back of the closet. “Besides, we’re going dancing. That doesn’t seem sketchy to me."