~Maeve~
“So, I’ll see you there?” Noah asks as I go through my clothes hanging in the wardrobe. Formal wear isn’t really my thing and my wardrobe is proof of the same. Pushing the many shirts and jeans that are hanging, I finally get my hands on one of my old off-white rib dresses that fall around my calves.
“Yes. See you!” I holler and disconnect the call.
I can’t remember the last time I’d worn this but I am hoping that this should fit the cut and I grab my white sneakers to go with the rest of my outfit. After a warm shower, I shove away the need to take a nap and get to putting on makeup as best as I can. I usually would invite Freya for this, but I don’t really feel like pulling her all the way to my apartment just for this on a weekend. So, I decide to throw some blush, m
