She was late, of all nights she had to stay over they couldn’t have picked a worse one. She did her best to hurry, but she couldn’t show up looking anything less than perfect. She texted him, telling him she was still coming and hoping he wouldn’t mind. She never would have been nervous before, but three years--it changes a person. She usually never made quite the effort, but given the event and well, who she’d be meeting there she had to look perfect. But that took time and time was against her, when had it ever been for her? But as she slipped into the hall she could feel their eyes on her. Was it too much? Was she over dressed? Did her lip stick not match with the rest of her look? The elegant gown felt like too much now, but it was too late. She pushed her thoughts away as she quickly moved through the sea of people. It took only a moment, she smiled to herself as she spotted him. She politely hurried through the crowd, trying to ease her racing heart as she got closer. “You always cleaned up nice, but wow.” the flirt slipping off her lips as she snuck up behind him, slipping her hand into his.
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