Genevieve:
As expected, Kit was waiting at the exit, ready to go by the minute Ron and I woke up. I had on black pants and a black leather top with a red jacket, while Ron wore black pants and a white shirt. Kit, however, was dressed in a stunning blue dress. Her hair was curled and adorned with flower crowns. It wasn't that she didn't know how to dress appropriately for the occasion--she had seen her father give lectures on attire in the woods. But she simply ignored them because she wanted to look like a princess.
Ron sighed when he approached her, and she giggled. “How do I look?” she asked.
I wished she could pick up on signs or hints, but she was so oblivious. “You should go change. We’ll be fighting wild creatures and running around a lot. And those heels--” he rolled his eyes as
