The doorbell rings

Vanessa helped Lauren finish doing her hair. Lauren opted not to wear makeup. She was trying something different. For a good chunk of her life, she would cake her face with makeup, making an effort to hide every flaw she had from her small freckles to her palish skin, and chapped lips, but today, she wanted to change it up. She did put on some chapstick and ate a mint to make sure her breath and lips were prepared.

She had her hair down and had it extra straightened. She was ready for whatever was to come. But part of her also panicked, what if she had been mistaken? What if this wasn’t a date? What if Emily just wanted to hangout like they did as friends?

She felt herself almost hyperventilating when the doorbell rang. She gulped it was the moment of truth. She walked downstairs and opened the door, wearing one-inch black heels along with the dress and lingerie set underneath.

She looked to see Emily standing there and she felt her jaw drop.