Kasity :
Next morning...
''Wake up you sleeping zombie, how come you're not awake yet?'' I shout behind Vanessa's door.
''Oh my God.'' I hear her sleepy voice, starting to panick.
''What time is it?'' she asks as she opens the door.
''9 o'clock.'' I answer, terrified from the look on her face.
''Did you fight a bear in your sleep and if so tell me you won, because that messed up hair- Oh wait oh my God, Jason if you're there, I found out about it.'' I say as I assume she slept with him last night.
''Shup up, I haven't seen Jason since yesterday morning, my mum is in there stop being inappropriate.'' she says between her teeth as she hits my arm...
''Yeah, well I guess it was the bear in your sleep then.'' I answer, putting on my sunglasses, acting snobby...
She gave me an angry look and then she started getting ready.
Her mum got out some moments after, we got in the car and headed for the wedding dress attire...
''So I have picked 10 dresses, I am going to try them on and I want your attention.'' she says as we sit down and wait for her.
She comes out of the dressing room wearing the first dress...
Of course her mum started crying...
''Yeah Vanessa I like that dress but I think it's not totally comfortable.'' I comment...
''That must be telepatia, because I am dying in this dress.'' she replies as she tries to fix it...
After 3 more dressess...
''You know what Kasity? I'm running out of time and I don't think I can try them all on...And since we have the same size...'' she starts explaining...
''No. Not going to happen. I ain't trying a wedding dress, sorry.''I answer coldly...
''Pleaseee.'' she begs...
''Only one.'' I strictly say...
I get in the dressing room with her and try on one dress...
''Oh my God.'' I hear her say surprised as she looks at me.
''Well, it's a shame I'm not getting married. At all.'' I say as I get back in the dressing room to remove it.
''How can you do this to me? I'm never going to see a bride Kasity and that kills me.'' she says as she looks in the mirror reflecting both of us...
Well yeah, I hear that a lot, I confess I like weddings, as long as I am not the one tying my life together with someone who would most likely leave me with a heart drained out of emotions which can no longer be saved. Or the other way around, me not being able to support that marriage, since I either will need a lot of time alone or I will simply be too busy maintaining my own personal life which doesn't necessarily have to include a husband in every aspect of it.
''Yeah I...'' I lose it for a moment as get distracted by the dress...
In fact I'd like to stay away from weddings, I don't want to be 'influenced'...
''Are you okay?'' she asks...
''Yes. I am perfectly fine, only his dress isn't letting me breathe normally.'' I lie.
''Yeah sure.'' she ironically says...
''Okay fine, the dress is really good but I need to get out of it.'' I say. And she knows me too well to grasp what I meant.
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