Oct 28, 2022
The night was dwelling on. She didn't need an escape from it. There was simply no need for it. The only reason that time was slipping by in the women's bathroom was because Meagan was a perfectionist, even when it came to the reapplying of her mascara. It had nothing to do with her prince being unable to be found for the past half hour. No, it was because there were CLUMPS in her LASHES. She needed the extra light, her own shadow blocking the view, but the moment she took a step back, her heel caught in a clump of fabric, nearly knocking her back.
"Do you mind!" she snapped, clutching her heel before it could undoubtedly break! Who would wear such a hazardous train to a party?
@astrid-joy