09-08-2014, 12:17 AM
Peri blinked owlishly at the dress. "There's just... so much of it," she said. At Priscilla's orders, Peri was up with the dress in her hands and headed for the bathroom. Once inside, she held the blue garment up against herself. A cruel joke.
The periwinkle-eyed girl had probably never worn a dress this long before. She preferred short skirts, dresses, shorts... sleeveless or tube tops. Heck, she preferred nothing at all. But that could get a girl in trouble in these parts. Peri sighed and slipped out of her clothes and into the dress.
She grimaced and turned to leave the bathroom, but not before glancing at the mirror once more. She banged her forehead against the wall a couple of times, leaving it there on the last bang for a few moments. Finally, she took a breath and exited the bathroom. "It's... awful," she protested. "And it itches," she said, not used to so much material being everywhere.
Boy Priscilla was going to be in for a shocker when Peri woke her up first thing in the morning with an outfit of her own.
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