Cassie.
“There is absolutely no way this is going to fucking work,” I said out loud as I stood before the mirror, staring at my reflection. They had expected me to go out looking like I stepped out of a dominatrix book dressed in black leather pants and a backless red halter top with no bra and bad girl vibes to a small party in the center of town.
Now, granted, I was all down for the look. It was actually something I would have picked out for myself had I been back on Earth. Stuff that I wore quite often, frequently when I was out and about. But this was not the exact look I was going for when I thought I had to impress everybody.
Turning to face Freya and Sansa, who stood behind me, watching with excitement on their faces as they too got ready, even though Freya said she wasn't actually going to go, she was going to watch and oversee how everything was going, I couldn't help but wonder if they had actually lost their minds.
