🚬 dance, dance (’til you’re dead) ➝ riley / krystal
@ryzje
Riley stood waiting on Krystal outside of her place. They were attending a party and they were already an hour late and of course Krystal still wasn’t ready. Pulling his phone out of his pocket he began dialing her number only to see her walk out of the front door of the building. Her outfit was…not something Riley expected. “Yah! Cover up!” He put his hands over his eyes. “I thought we were going as Buzz and Jessie from Toy Story…What are you even meant to be…That dress is so short”
without her roommate tonight, too busy working at the bar for the numerous halloween festivities that were happening everywhere, naturally it took krystal forever to do her makeup and fix her costume. krystal had never been ashamed of her figure, and she was not about to start now despite her friend covering his eyes at the sight of her exposed thighs.
“i am jessie!” she defended, tried pulling her dress down lower to no avail. “jessie of the twenty-first century, anyway, but that’s beside the point. don’t you see my red cowboy hat and boots?” she turned so riley could give her a once-over, skirt lifting slightly at the motion. finally, she set her eyes on the other, her eyes widening in question. “you’re telling me that’s a buzz lightyear costume?”
