with: @theomccrae where: perae house, pre-party.
“I don’t think I want to go.” Ines calls from her own room across the hall from Theos, hand holding up two more dress options to the mirror.
Three if you count the one she’s got half zipped up over her body.
Her head cocks to one side in the mirror, skin raw from the tape she’d put on and tugged back off twice as she’d taken off the open front red dress, indecisive and concerned. The pit of her stomach ached with an anxiety of the potential at being in a room with all of these people she’d once known.
The only saving grace seemed to be the red mask that sat on the side, but then she knows it’s not like the movies, real life Austin Ames isn’t going to say he thinks he knows her, and with that her saving grace was lost.
Feet find themselves padding across the hall, entering Theos room as she holds up the two options. “I should just stay here, watch making a murderer.”