LOCATION && WITH WHOM : : BATHROOM W / @vohras
Her dress was cute and all but it was difficult to use the bathroom when you were wearing it. It had a zipper in the back and Harper already hated that, especially when she was drunk. She was lucky to unzip it on her own, it was zipping it back up. Her grip was utter shit when it came to something so small ( but give her a glass and she could firmly grasp it ) that she resorted on getting help from her best friend. “Victoria Grace,” Harper slurred the girl’s name, unlocking the gender neutral bathroom door and cracking it open slowly. “I need help with my--” Eyes fall on someone who was most definitely not Victoria Grace Demy. “You’re not my wife.” Obviously not, she didn’t even know them. “Have you-- Did you see-- Can you help me with my dress?”