Fashion Disaster | Ashlena
@spellsoflena
With the new year in full swing it meant that there were only a few short months before the end of the Ashleys secondary reign. And Ashley A wasn’t quite ready for that to happen. Sure, she was starting to properly apply to universities like Oxford and Cambridge and the likes, but there was something so tragical about the end of the school year. It would be the first time since the Ashleys had come together that they might venture off in different directions. A thought she didn’t really like.
Which might explain to some degree why Ashley had been doing a fair amount of retail shopping. New blouses, new coats, new shoes, a specially designed handbag that would be delivered to her door. All the wonderful things that made Ashley A. just a bit happier. It was amazing. Her nervous energy was still there, but now that she’d gotten some shopping in, she felt like she could conquer the world again.
Ashley made her way back into town, stopping just once in front of Hatter’s. Ashley wasn’t much of a coffee person, but she did like a good tea every once in a while, and since she was spending much of the day treating herself, she figured it would be perfectly warranted to get herself one. A nice soothing jasmine tea in a quiet spot within the shop sounded just about right to Ashley. At least until the predictable sort of chaos started to unfold right in front of her eyes.
It was one of those moments that seemed like they ought to be in slow motion but then ended up happening rather rapidly. One minute a man was getting out of the queue and pulling his coffee with him, the next the coffee cup was sailing through the air and towards a familiar looking blond. Now, ordinarily Ashley might not have taken interest (or indeed might have laughed about it and gone on her merry way) but the fact of the matter was....surprisingly that Lena girl was actually well dressed for a change! Or at least she was until the coffee had come spilling all over her.Â
A fashion tragedy. That was what had just unfolded right in front of Ashley’s eyes. And sure one might say the actual temperature of the coffee and what that might do to a person was bad, but Ashley couldn’t help but be horribly sad for the clothes. That was a lovely blouse that some clumsy dimwitted buffoon had spilled all over. For a brief moment Ashley considered just dumping her own tea over that idiot’s head. But then well...his clothing was nothing to be desired. Really she’d be doing him a service if she trashed his clothes enough to force him to buy something new.Â
The blond let out a sigh, finding herself propelled forward, having grabbed a good amount of napkins (as well as her shopping bags) and made her way over to Lena. “Oh my god how clumsy can people get? Are you alright?” Ashley asked, not particularly concerned for the girl’s health but...well. It was sort of the decent thing to ask rather than to start off on offering to pay for her dry cleaning. As much as she wanted to do that, it was definitely not the first thing people expected.Â
“Here hang on, I’ll get you some ice. You’ll want something cool.” Ashley set her things down at the table near the girl, hurrying forward to the cashier (ignoring the queue waiting) to demand that ice. It was easy enough since everyone had witnessed the disaster spill, and Ashley twisted back around toward the girl. “Here. Ice first and then you’ll probably want to change out of that. Awful really. You looked really good in this one.”













