[Event Post]

[bibeakerbabe]

::Knock knock on Theresa's door.::

Comments

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

I don't think it's that odd.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

No, they're nice. It's just... a bit different.

::Theresa fidgets nervously for a moment.::

I think... I'll go try this on.

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

... I'll come with you if it would help.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

If you'd like...

::Theresa takes the outfit and heads down to her room::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

::Follows Theresa, and wonders about the girl. She's so delicate...::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Her mind, maybe.::

::Theresa lets Vidya in ahead, and then heads to a corner of the room... and starts setting up a changing area by moving light pieces of furniture around. This girl really takes no chances.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

... I really don't think there's any Cameras.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

It seems like something he'd do.

::Getting changed behind the screen.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

... Not really, since I think he has no interest in you due to you having no interest in him, Theresa.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa doesn't really reply to that, but obviously not convinced that meant anything.::

::Regardless, after a few minutes she moved something aside, and walked out in the outfit... a match for Vidya's normal attire, save for the lack of tie. She holds a hand at her waist.::

...it's a bit tight... but I think it fits.

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

... It looks very nice. A bit tight, but it looks good on you.

::She's reservedly squeeing inside.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa rubs her stomach, getting used to the tightness.::

You've really got a nice figure, though... better than mine.

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

Just good epigenetics. But it'll probably catch up with me. But you do look nice.

::Seems to embarrassingly rub her head, just kinda gleeing at how Theresa looks.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

You really do, though... ...thank you, though.

::Rather embarrassed herself.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

Like I said, just lucky at the moment. It'll catch up to me.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

I think you'll always be beautiful.

::Theresa fidgets a bit.::

I think these will work... until we get new clothes.

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

::So cute.::

When do you want to go get them?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa twists her foot into the carpet a bit.::

I'm free whenever you'd like.

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

... Why not now, then?

::Clasps hands::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

Sure, that sounds fine.

::Theresa moves some of the furniture back, and generally gets ready.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

Let me go get my purse, alright?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...alright...

::It seems at about this point Theresa remembers that to go shopping, one needs money. Or perhaps she just realized that she has no money of her own, and the burden of paying is solely Vidya's. Either way, there's a sense of guilt and/or shame.::

...I'll wait in the living room.

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

You can watch the TV while I get ready.

I think I should freshen up just a little, too. ::Vidya smiles one more time before leaving the room.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

Alright...

::Theresa heads to the living room shortly after Vidya leaves. When she does get to the living room, she does exactly like Vidya suggests... but without turning the TV on.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

::After probably 5-10 minutes, Vidya comes to the Living room with purse in hand. You can tell she's probably brushed her hair and added a small touch of make-up here and there.::

Ready... Nothing good on?