#genesis 002

She had only come to the party at the insistence of her sisters, her stepmother and the promise from Cameron that he would be her date. She wanted to be curled up on her couch, fitting perfectly into the imprint her ass had left on it over the sheer amount of time she had spent on it over the last few weeks but instead she had been forced into a sparkly dress and heels. At least the champagne was free and apparently, limitless.

Sitting at the end of the bar, as far away from the party as possible and hoping she was blending into the dark wall behind her, Cali looked down at the bubbles fizzing in her drink. God, she was miserable. As she sensed someone stand at the bar next to her, she sighed a little. "You may want to go to the other side, I hear party pooper is contagious." Taking a sip of her drink, it was only then that Cali glanced to the side, out of the corner of her eye. God, not now. "Or I'll just go, so this doesn't get real awkward, real fast."

Sitting on the stool at her vanity table, Kira simply sat and stared at the dress that was hanging up on the doors of the closet opposite her. It had been an impulsive purchase after sharing a few glasses of wine with Genesis and as she looked at the beautiful blue gown now, she couldn't help but feel those familiar feelings of it just being too much. She had a black dress in her closet that was her go to, a safe dress. She had a red dress in there if she was feeling more daring, but the sparkling light blue and the daring slit was a whole new level outside of her comfort zone.

Blowing out a deep breath to give herself some courage, Kira made short work of putting the dress on before she stood in front of her mirror. It was beautiful, but her nerves were stronger than the beauty of the dress. Grabbing her phone, Kira quickly dialled her best friend on FaceTime, barely even waiting for the call to connect. "I can't wear this dress, Gen, it's too much. I should just wear the default black dress."