New location, new clothes.

She laced her slender fingers into yours and gently tugged you forward. You felt a slight tingle as you stepped over the threshold of the mirror. Other than that, it was no different from walking through a door. When you stepped through, your ears were flooded with pulsing, though muffled, club music.

“Where are we?” you asked, taking a step forward. You froze when you heard the soft sound of a heel clicking on the stone floor.

You looked down and were shocked to find that your once bare feet were now adorned in dark red heels. You turned back to the mirror and were stunned to see that your wardrobe had changed considerably. You wore a small dark red glitter dress with small straps, a low V cut in your bust, and a small skirt that stopped just above the knees. A coat of makeup had replaced the layer of sweat and grime. Your lips were almost as red and luminous as your dress, the color of your cheeks had been darkened ever so slightly, and your eyelashes stood out more than you had thought possible. A few gold bracelets dangled from your wrist, a thin gold necklace hung from your neck, and your golden hair was done in a side bun.

“Club Sticks,” Sara replied, “Just a fun place where witches and wizards can hang out.”

“And here I was afraid that I might be underdressed,” you said, smirking at Sara.

She blushed and let out a small giggle before gently taking your hand. Her fingers felt so soft against your wrist, and how her lips glistened as she smiled made you want to taste them.

“I’m a fashion designer when I’m not casting spells or turning people into toads.” You let out a giggle that brought a sweet smile to her beautiful lips. “It’s not one of my favorite pieces, but you wear it quite nicely.”

“Are you kidding? This is the hottest I’ve ever been,” you said with a broad smile, “Granted, that’s not saying much from a tomboy.”

“Speaking of,” she took your other hand and looked up at you with lidded eyes, “What made you choose me?”

You blushed, then lightly raked a thin hair strand behind your ear. You could feel your heart pulsing under your breasts as you looked into her enchanting red eyes. Your long legs shifted against your knees, and you nibbled on your lip to resist the urge to kiss the beautiful gothic goddess before you.

“Well, your dating sight seemed insistent that I try going les,” you say, trying to joke, “That and…I’ve never seen anyone so beautiful.”

Sara let out a small purr and batted those beautiful eyes. For a moment, it looked like she was about to kiss you the way her lips were pursed. Admittedly your lips were starting to part as well. You were about to lean forward when she turned around and pulled you towards the door.

“Come, I don’t want to be standing in the bathroom all night.”