“Why don’t you clean up nice?” The blonde teased her friend as she walked up to her and took in the scene. “I haven’t seen you look this dolled up, in well ever. It’s a nice change don’t worry.”
“I,” Rebecca swallowed, not knowing what to say to Veronica’s kind words, “Thanks.” Cheeks slightly burning Rebecca nodded, agreeing. Usually she was in ripped jeans and a tank top. “Do I look too much like I’m at a funeral? I mean, love is death, I just want these people to know.” The dark hair girl shrugged slowly. “You look nice yourself by the way.”














