|| chapter eight : dress up ||

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you tried your best to wear your dress and clean your face quickly, your dress was dried now as you hung it up before you went to bed last night.

the knocking wouldn't fucking stop. you straighten your skirt and take a deep breath before opening the door.

the knocking was caused by swiss. apparently, the others were busy, and he was the only one currently available to get your new clothes to you. he was carrying a whole fucking closet. not literally, but he was literally hugging two boxes, one for each arm, and was kicking around another one.

the dumbass was smiling at you with that toothy grin again, even managing to wave at you using his fingers, that were under a box by the way, and you were desperately trying to help him with the boxes, concerned and wondering why they didn't just call for your assistance.

you managed to get atleast one box from his grasp, and you almost dropped it from surprise, as it was heavier than you expected. how strong were the ghouls?

"how did you.. carry all that around with you?" you ask the now laughing ghoul in between breaths, plopping down on a bean bag you never even knew was there.

the boxes were on the floor in front of you, waiting to be unboxed. luckily, the closet was right in front of you, too, so no need for more box moving.

"i guess i'm just built different, huh?" he jokes after setting down the last box, reaching a hand out to you. "stand up, we have some unboxing to do, come on!"

you quietly groan in exhaustion, but lazily take his hand, almost making him fall because you quite literally used him as support to stand up, and you used your whole body weight to do so.

yet you stood up, just to sit back down on the floor.

you chose to open the box with the note taped to it, and started reading it in your mind. you were always like this with letters-- they were meant for you, so you were the only one allowed to read them.

"good morning, lady morgue!" it started.

it then read; "my deepest apologies as i'm afraid i can't tour you around today, and unfortunately, swiss was the only ghoul available at this time. you can tell me if he tries to do any funny business, but do not fret, i strictly told him not to. i hope you enjoy the tour, and i hope swiss doesn't completely mess it up! p.s. i have no idea which clothes you prefer, so i took them all!"

you couldn't stop yourself from erupting the silence with your giggles, when you read the note. you could just imagine him doing those hand waves and him talking excitedly with his accent, all while looking completely unamused.

swiss was just patiently waiting for you to finish, sitting like a pretzel and swaying around like a kid.

"- with love, cardi c." you read now out loud, as you found the nickname he gave himself quite adorable.

"cardi c?" swiss scoffs, "that's a new one."

"i think it's cute." you mindlessly reply, a subconscious smile forming on your face while re-reading the letter. "anyways, let's get unboxing, shall we, swiss?"

the first box contained black dresses, adorned with ruffles and lace, they were the most beautiful pieces of clothing you had ever set your eyes on.

the first box contained black dresses, adorned with ruffles and lace, they were the most beautiful pieces of clothing you had ever set your eyes on

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(yes, im using this as an excuse to show u my dream closet)

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you didn't know what you were expecting, but it was definitely not this. you were guessing maybe he'd just send you a few simple outfits, but nope, copia wasn't like that.

you were speechless. you've always wanted to wear stuff like this, your mom was the only thing stopping you. she's always shielded you from stuff you grew interests in that she didn't approve of, just like your passion for music, and even the clothes you wore. you were like a bird in a cage, longing to be free.

you were finally free this time, though. hopefully for once and for all. you've escaped her control over you, and you're finally free like how you were always meant to be.

"copia really went out, huh?" swiss says, holding up another dress as he stands to view the whole thing.

"..where'd he even get these in the first place?" you ask him, still admiring the beauty standing before you.

"heard he went shopping for these last minute with the ghoulettes." he simply replied, hanging the dresses in your closet.

he reached out a hand for you to give him the dress so he could hang it up, so you did, while thinking about how the fuck they went shopping at midnight. and for you, out of all people? were you - or your grandma, really that important around here?

it was time for the next box, and they were filled with ghoul uniforms. there were two types of them; the more formal ones, with the coat and the little coattails, and the ones with the tie and suspenders-- the one swiss was wearing! this was exactly what your fashion taste was, and you were loving every inch of them.

the last box was full of important shit, basically stuff you needed for daily tasks and chores, it was more than enough.

you actually kind of felt bad. you felt as if you were a burden to the place, as copia still hasn't assigned you to do anything, and yet, he's giving you so much. you were hoping that you'd get updated soon about the offering he talked about last night.

pushing away all the negative thoughts forming in your head again, you started trying on outfits in the bathroom and coming out for swiss to judge.

after what felt like hours for him, you finally decided on wearing a dress; the one with the corset and the yellow crystal. you thought it was elegant and it stood out, but not too much that you would immediately get spotted in a crowd.

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"you look good." said swiss. he wasn't even looking at you. he was fidgeting with something you couldn't care less about.

you rolled your eyes and walked-- more like stomped your way to him, making him actually look at you this time.

he blinks a few times, eyes wide, and swallows before speaking up. "no- yeah you look, uh, great." he says in between pauses. he seemed flustered, so cute.

his words made your face light up, and immediately filled you with enthusiasm. "okay, let's go then?"

(sorry i made you guys wait so long just for a chapter w/ no drama at all, but i just love writing stuff like this  😫 also wanted u and swiss to be bffs so yea)

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