Thalassa
I worry this is how I’m always gonna feel.
Liam's apparent invincibility to her glaring charms was more than a little annoying, making her feel very much like a petulant child. So when he seemed intent on entering the same store, Thal clenched her teeth and settled for letting him follow her through the door. Stepping inside, she said stiffly, "I am." Not that she was excited for the party, but there was at least the hope that she might forget her problems for a few hours. Maybe she'd slip in unrecognized and have a chance to dance or laugh or pretend like she wasn't broken inside.
She already knew what she was looking for, making the search process between the racks that much easier. Not bothering to encourage or discourage Liam, Thal strode through to the gowns, her eyes immediately locking on the black gossamer lace that she'd spotted when visiting the store with Asta. When she ran her fingers through the material, it felt as light as shadows and just as beautiful. The long sleeves and fitted bodice gave the dress an elegant, mystical robe shape while still being 'sexy.' The plan was to wear a cloak over the top, but she appreciated a dramatic reveal if the moment presented itself.
She already knew what she was looking for, making the search process between the racks that much easier. Not bothering to encourage or discourage Liam, Thal strode through to the gowns, her eyes immediately locking on the black gossamer lace that she'd spotted when visiting the store with Asta. When she ran her fingers through the material, it felt as light as shadows and just as beautiful. The long sleeves and fitted bodice gave the dress an elegant, mystical robe shape while still being 'sexy.' The plan was to wear a cloak over the top, but she appreciated a dramatic reveal if the moment presented itself.
But nothing lasts. I know the deal.
