The next morning Presley walked through a shabby parking lot belonging to the Pitkin Pet Shelter. Her Vivier high top boots crunched across shallow puddles that had frozen into thin sheets of ice overnight. She had chosen what she considered to be a casual outfit for her adventure with the homeless animals that Ruby was always trying to save. Charcoal grey flannel leggings were cozy and cute paired with the grey and white pattern on her boots. She had topped it off with a pale pink and grey geo sweater that fell just below her hips and was soft as an angora bunny.
"You look cuddly," Jaxson had told her after once again helping her pick out her clothes. The life of a personal assistant was eclectic to say the least.
"Do I?" She double checked the view of her backside in the mirror.
"Cute
