Aila stared back at herself in the mirror, dumbfounded. She didn't know why the girls were adamant about dressing her up. It was obvious she and Damon were going on a date but wasn't this a little too much?
Aila wore a bright red, strappy midi that clung to her figure, revealing her curves; a slit ran up one side of her legs almost all the way up to her hip, showing off her slender legs. Her white hair had been loosely curled around her face, her lips painted the same red as her dress, keeping the rest of her makeup natural besides some eyeliner on the top of her eyelids, making her crystal blue eyes pop.
"He won't be able to keep his paws off you," Nairi giggled as she looked at Aila's reflection.
"I didn't need to dress up for that to happen," Aila joked, then met her friend's eyes. "Thank you.. I really do appreciate it.. It's been a while since doing something so.."
"Normal?" Chiara added as she chilled on the sofa, watching her.
