(Azaria 'Ziya' Point of View)
Nic walked into the room where we were doing makeup and fixing our hair. "How does this look, ladies?" he asked, grinning as he posed in the doorway.
I glanced up from my vanity, where I was pinning the last few curls at the back of my head. Nic was wearing a beige, casual, collar shirt with short sleeves, embellished just enough to add a touch of elegance without being over the top. His royal blue trousers were tailored perfectly, emphasizing his athletic build. The whole look was sharp, yet comfortable—perfect for the party tonight.
"Oh, looking good, Nicky boy!" I teased, giving him a playful wink.
Aniyah, always the jokester, chimed in, "Ohh, looking like a Zaddy tonight," with a mock swoon.
Lilly rolled her eyes, smiling as she added, "I guess you're cute or whatever."
