Oh well. Tomorrow is going to be an interesting day.
A cornered smile surpassed me as I hid the guest list under the wrinkled mattress, shutting my eyes.
Knock, knock!
I jerked up, eyeing the door. Rubbing my eyes, I opened it.
Watt stood there with something in his hand.
My blurred vision regained, adjusting to the lightning. He was holding a hanger in his hand.
The hanger had a dress.
I didn't look at the dress, instead stared at him in a yawn.
"Watt? What is this? Look at the time! It's 2 pm. I need some sleep. Can we---"
"I have been instructed to provide you with this."
He handed me the dress. My eyes blinked open.
"It's for tomorrow."
"Wha--"
He shut the door, leaving me with a dress.
I opened and closed my eyes, soaking in the dress for the first time.
"Holy macaroni...."
My eyes roamed on the dress.
It had a velvety, shiny royal blue colour to it. I grabbed the sides, waking up from my sleep. It was one of the long bridesmaid-style dresses that happened to be floor-length. Squinting my eyes, I noticed that it was off-shoulder.
Oh no....
I let the dress fall on my bed. The side slit met my eyes, along with a designer line of drawstring leading from the top to the slit.
Oh gosh...WHAT IS THIS DRESS!?
I picked it up back, staring at the slit. The grip of my eyes relaxed. The slit was thigh-high but subtle. It would show my leg when I walk.
I sighed, the shine of the dress haunting my eyes. How the heck i am supposed to wear this dress instead of the server one!? How would I go serving in this dress!? This is RIDICULOUS! I refuse to wear this dress.
I plopped on the bed, my mind racing a thousand thoughts a minute.
"I have been instructed to provide you with this."
What did Watt mean when he said that? Did Donnor tell him to provide me with this stupid dress? Or is it all Andrea behind it?
Guess I will find out tomorrow.
Yawning, I buried my head under the pillows, falling fast asleep.
* * *
The next day ran like a bullet train. I woke up, brushed and pooped, washed my face before being headed outside at 6 am. I still wore my old clothes from yesterday, not to mention the invisible wardrobe malfunction I suffered.
And I got straight to the point with one happy Andrea. No bags claimed her eyes but a wide smile. It was nice to see that she had recovered from yesterday's events.
"Andrea..."
"Yeah!?" She looked at me, pouring gallons of water into one huge cooking pot.
"I received a dress yesterday from Watt...for the party...do you know anything about this?"
She kept the empty gallon down.
"Oh yeah! Donnor's empire has a habit of treating new members with high prestige. Hence that dress. It's nothing new. Don't sweat on it."
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