“it’s just a cut, really.”
“I don’t think it’s just a cut...” More so a slit, straight along the back of her skirt; large enough to reveal garments that should never be visible to anyone’s eyes in public such as this. Her back is pressed against the wall, even as he tries to persuade her to step away so he can be the judge of whether or not it was as bad as she had described, but she instead convinces him with letting him know she can feel the gravel of the pillar behind her directly on her skin. A night out for the two fellow label mates has already taken a turn for complications because of a pesky nail caught sticking out from one of the benches they sat on. “Hey..” She added before giving him a quick glance, her hand now reaching out to grab at the flaps of his leather jacket. They were already far out ahead from either of their apartment/dorms, so trying to run back home quickly wasn’t an option. Even if they called the night quits, they would still have to walk back - but was it worth continuing on with the night even if he did lend her his jacket. “I don’t mean to ruin the whole look you were going for - but...can I borrow this?” She asks with a hopeful glance; her brows raised and bright eyes begging in hopes he could save her butt - literally.