Night Out || Ticsy
Her hands smoothed down her skirt, then skipped up to cross over her exposed belly. It still felt odd to wear something so short when she still didn’t feel skinny enough to expose her stomach like this. But Tic had requested it, so she put it on, feeling better even though she was uncomfortable. She pushed her hair back, pursing her lips a bit, trying to focus more on the upcoming night and not the anxiety she felt because her beloved cousin was in the hospital. Hearing a knock, she skipped over to the door, nearly tripping in the unfamiliar heels. “Hi,” she said once she got it open, flushing slightly.
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