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CW: Drinking, Violence, Language, Talk of consent, Sexual Language / Content
Notes:
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"Did I miss the Valley Girl memo?" Liz's laugh fluttered across the apartment as she did a once over of Jo's outfit. Jo rolled her eyes and threw her overly volumized hair over her shoulder. She was sporting a plunging lace corset top, high waisted black jeans, doc martens, and lace gloves. Jo was the only person you knew who could pull off a Madonna look better than possibly Madonna herself.
"Isn't Halloween still a few weeks away?" you chided, combing your fingers through your hair with an alligator clip to pull back your bangs. You were all gathered in your bedroom doorways,
constantly trading places in front of the bathroom mirror.
"You guys can make fun of me all you want. I told you we're meeting the band at that new 80s club in Bushwick." She shrugged her shoulders, she couldn't care less what anyone thought about her outfit choice. Jo was all about matching her surroundings, never one to turn down the opportunity to dress in an eccentric manner. Liz raised her eyebrows, and you both exchanged a knowing look and a smile. Your teasing was all out of good fun; in all honesty you constantly found yourself wishing you could be as carefree as Jo.
"I still can't believe we're letting you drag us all the way to Brooklyn..." Liz huffed.
Jo rolled her eyes defiantly, "Well, I hate to break it to you Liz, but Uptown hasn't been cool since the '90s, so you're just gonna have to deal for the night."
You turned to head back into your room, shaking your head to yourself, and then began to rifle through boxes--on the search for the night's look. One of the boxes labeled "COATS," was dented in and shoved into the frame of your bed. It didn't take long for you to find what you were looking for--a vintage oversized Saint Laurent blazer that you had found while thrifting last summer. You still hadn't finished unpacking, so the less clothes, the better. Shrugging out of your nude high-waisted thong, you carefully stepped into a pair of black panties that left little to the imagination, and placed the straps of a matching unlined demi bra over your arms. Looking over your shoulder, your fingers fumbled over the clasp of your bra. You quickly threw the blazer over your exposed figure and fastened the double-breasted buttons. Sinking to your knees, you dug through the container under your bed frame, hunting for the perfect pair of shoes. Your fingers caught on the sharp heel of the exact pair you were looking for.
Your heels clicked loudly, announcing your presence as you made your way into the bathroom. Both Jo's and Liz's heads popped out of their rooms. Beginning to coat your lashes with a thick mascara, you heard a long wolf whistle, and almost stabbed yourself in the eye with the applicator brush.
"Look at this sexy mama!" Jo yelled, she rushed over to you, and pinched your thigh playfully.
"Ouch," you replied in a monotone manner, laughing lightly. Liz flew into the bathroom as well, now wearing a silk scarf top and high-waisted white pants. "You look great, Y/N!" she said, brushing a piece of hair behind her ear. "Thanks Liz, so do you," you began to line your plush lips in a velvet red gloss.
"You ladies ready to go back in time?" Jo howled and shook her head, letting her hair whip around.
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