Harry shook her head and shrugged. “I was dressed in a white frock and five inch stilettos.” She looked at Chey her smile slightly sad and her eyes seemed older. “The worst part is I don’t remember half of it, I was such a mess,” she said looking at the beautiful dresses. “Clara didn’t even invite my brother and I was to high and drunk to notice.”
She really didn’t want their afternoon to take a downward mood, so tried her best to cheer Harry up. “I’m sorry - but hey, that’s the past, and you’re far better here and now.”
Harry giggled and laughed. Smiling she looked at her best friend and looped their arms together. “You are absolutely perfect.” She said seriously as they walked arm in arm. “You are gonna be the most beautiful bride in the world, much prettier than I was,” she said chuckling.
Chey happily accepted her arm, having them wander up to the the shop door. “Here’s hoping! I think I’m pretty set on my dress too… I went shopping with Cee so I’ve got a pretty good idea now,” she smiled. “Have you still got your wedding photos?”
Chey has no concept on things that could be considered impractical, i.e - high heels, long hair, long nails, etc, that could prove a well, health risk on a job. She’s still insistent on wearing it all.
[ Anyone want to rp? ]
Jen tilted her head watching the blonde. She smiled but not because of joy or anything like that, of course not. It was a teasing smile that told Jen wasn’t afraid of this young woman. She couldn’t be more dangerous than her right?
"Oh how she speaks!" Jen laughed shortly. "So rude, like she’s allowed to be rude, like she’s better than me even though she doesn’t even know who I am. Hungry, aren’t you? Poor little girl, doesn’t know there’s no enough space for two here. You came on a wrong woman’s way."
She could be dangerous, that much she knew. She was a killer, vampire or not, and a killer who was angry was not a good mixture. Still she seethed, the growls rolling through her chest as she stepped under the dim lamppost, jaws itching to lash out.
“Petty threats? Just looking at you I could snap you in two, so don’t patronise me. I’ve been around these parts longer than you so back off.” Not that she was backing down, but she took a half-step back, the hunger beginning to cloud her vision even more.
Harry laughed and then groaned. “Fine,” she said sighing as he pulled her coat tighter around her body and fluffed her scarf up so it was nice and warm around her. “Let’s do this!” She said excitedly.
Compared to Harry, Chey wasn’t quite so prepared for the weather in just one of her many leather jackets and a light scarf but, well she didn’t care. Locking the car behind her she grinned as they walked, the shop in mind already coming into view at the end of the street. “I can see it from her, the light blue one?”
[ Driving down the dual carriageway at 50 mph in these high winds was quite a tense experience. I am alive though ]