~CAKE~
By the third time Elianna rejected a dress and threw it back onto the bed, I started wondering if celebrating my winning streak had been a mistake.
Not because I didn’t want to go out. I did. I really did. Three nights of fights, three wins, and enough adrenaline still running through my body to power a small city meant sleep wasn’t happening anytime soon.
But the preparation stage of girls’ night was something else entirely.
I sat on the edge of my bed, watching Elianna dig through a pile of clothes like she had personally offended every single one of them.
“This is ridiculous,” she muttered, holding up a black dress and then immediately tossing it aside. “Why do I even own this?”
Sienna didn’t even look up from the vanity where she was doing her eyeliner. “Because you bought
