The day after your uncomfortable meeting with the fish mob, you head to an address they wrote down for you. The place is nearly two hours away from your run down apartment, yet is still closer than Night Raven College. 'I suppose I have to get used to long commutes like this...' When you reach the place, your new bosses are waiting for you as promised. You refused to do this without them there for protection. From what, you weren't sure. But you weren't going alone regardless. "Mornin..." you mumble out at them. "Y/n, it's nearly 2 pm!" Azul laughs. You let out the quietest of groans. "Okay. So, who'll be feeling me up today?" "I assure you, there will be no feeling up. Our tailor is a highly regarded professional," Azul tries to put you at ease while Floyd opens the door for you. "After you, Sea Bunny-chan~" You cringe at Floyd's nickname for you, but let it go as you've been called worse. "Well, at least you're not calling me 'nasty bitch' or something," you stride into the shop with your head held high, not in confidence but in contempt. The tailor was as professional as you were told, and with few words exchanged between you, you find he's your favorite person you've met so far in this process. "I'll have your outfit done in two days," the tailor informs you. You're silently surprised he can do it in such short time. The guys pay and exit the shop with you. "We'll call you when it arrives, then you can start with us. Would you like us to escort you home?" Azul asks. "Thanks, but I'm good. See ya Monday," you walk away before they can say anything else.
Your weekend slips you by and you receive the call to come in. You dress in a light tank top and short shorts, knowing you'll be changing into nicer clothes soon. No need to dress up for this. You drape a large coat over yourself, deciding it'll be enough to keep you warm in the harsh winter. You grab your purse, a cheaply made bootleg of high end fashion brand, with only your keys, phone, and pepper spray inside, and start the long trek. When you arrive, the campus is still eerily empty. Now that you know your bosses aren't planning to hurt you, you wish the campus would stay this empty, but considering the time of year you're pretty sure the students are away on break. At this point, you're actually eager to get inside, your legs not properly protected from the cold. Your friends always give you grief for not dressing for the weather, and you hope your bosses won't show the same concern. You enter the hall of mirrors and push yourself into Octavinelle's mirror. "I'm here..." you call to the fishgang. "We're in here!" Floyd shouts from the VIP room. You walk across the main floor of the Lounge over to them. They look way too happy to see you. "Welcome to your new job! We have your uniform right here," Azul opens the massive vault behind him and pulls out a garment bag. Locking the vault again, he opens the bag and reveals the most elegant cocktail dress you've ever been in the presence of.
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Rough sketch of your dress lol
"Oh god. I-I thought I was gonna get like, something like what you're wearing! Not that! What did I say about being blindsided, guys!?" You freak out a little. "Ahh, sorry, I guess we should've given you more details," Azul smiles and you wish you could punch his fucking face. "W-whatever, just give it to me. Give me some privacy," you snatch the dress from Azul's hands and the men leave the room, closing the door behind them. You wait a minute before looking through the keyhole and under the door to make sure there are no prying eyes. You vaguely make out their forms over at the bar, heads not even facing the room. Still, you go to one of the door's blind spots and slip out of your cheap clothes into the luxurious gown. With no mirror in the room, you'll just have to trust that you look okay. "I'm done. How's it look?" You step out of the VIP room and show yourself off to the guys.
