A Date in Paris || Pam et Regina
A date?
Pam didn't date.
She held no reason to date.
In fact, she thought the whole notion of dating to be rather preposterous. So then why was she about to go on one with Regina Mills? In all honesty, she didn't think the woman would accept her playful little offer; in a way it was almost like an accomplishment. One that thoroughly surprised her, actually. Pleasantly so. Pam enjoyed the woman and what was almost more so surprising was the fact that the vampire was actually eager.
But what was she going to wear?
Something pink.
A hot pink high waisted pencil skirt that stopped just below her knees along with a light pink blouse. Her feet, naturally were adorned in a pair of Louboutin pumps; also pink with studded spikes lining the back heel. Hair straight with just a slight curl, she let her golden strands reside over each shoulder as she put the finishing touches of her lipstick across her bottom lip and sealed the corners with the side of her nail.
Regina hadn't called nor did she text but Pam was growing impatient and once she deemed herself ready to go, she did so. Taking hold of her Prada purse, she slung it over a bent elbow and was off — arriving at Regina's front door almost instantly.
This time she figured she'd be a gentleman and knock.