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The late afternoon sun was inching its way through the big windows of the bedroom, the sky outside painted in different hues of orange and pink.
The bedroom was relatively silent, the only sound disrupting the comforting quiet was the gentle hum of music coming from Aaliyah’s radio system from where it was sitting on her bedside table and the muffled sounds of you mulling around downstairs waiting ever so patiently for her to finish up.
She was temporarily distracted by the beauty of the sky that was glowing above the garden, leaving the bedroom in a beautiful golden hue. Her fingers fiddles with her curly styled hair as her brown eyes were focused on the sinking sun when the girl hears your voice call out to her from down the staircase.
"You almost ready, honey?” you called up to her, effectively breaking Aaliyah out of her reveries.
“Yeah, give me two minutes,” she yells back and turning her attention back to the vanity in front of her and caught her own eyes in the reflection of the mirror, admiring her beauty thinking of what would look best for the event tonight.
You had invited her to tag along to an enormous dinner that the soccer team organization was holding tonight, in order to celebrate a successful long winning season before they all got some well deserved time off to relax a tiny bit before the games starts back up during the early spring season.
You didn't spare a second thought, already knowing who you wanted to give your plus one to, and thankfully she had happily accepted. Never wanting to miss out on the opportunity to go and offer up the same amount of support that you gladly give her whether it be a movie premiere or a video shoot. It meant a lot to the woman to see you so happy when all of your hardwork pays off, seeing first hand how much stress you come up under during the season playoffs.
The singer smiled softly to herself in the mirror before leaning forward to get a closer look at herself, making sure that everything was in place and there weren't any accidental smudges anywhere. When she was satisfied with her results, the woman grabbed her favourite red lipstick and started to carefully paint it over her full lips.
Aaliyah popped her lips softly together when she was done and brought her finger up to remove any that may have ventured outside of her lips. When everything was as good as it could be she stood up and moved over to the full body length mirror in the walk-in wardrobe.
Liyah turned from side to side as she inspected the dark green dress she was wearing, the back, or rather lack thereof, exposing almost the entirety of her bare back and she smiled a little to herself as she could already feel the phantom of your hand being permanently stuck there the entire evening.
She then grabbed a pair of heels, slipping them on before giving herself one last final look in the mirror. She smiled to herself as she tugged on the short hem, pulling it up slighty wanting to hide her exposed cleavage.
