𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐋
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In which, a young girl who's one of two of the Beaulieu sisters meets a hip thrusting singer. her sister shows much interest in elvis, while sophia does not...
DONT BE CRUEL x elvis presley
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— SOPHIA HAD BARELYanytime to redo her makeup at the hotel before she'd been dragged into a surprise shopping trip by Elvis.
She stood in front of the floor length mirror in the changing room, the fancy boutique full of all sorts of unusual dresses. The vegas look was really starting to grow on Sophia, the big hair, dark makeup and short dresses.
She tugged at the collar of the first dress which practically strangled her. She tilted her head and smoothed her hand over the white material.
Priscilla sat on the coach with the rest of the group with her own bags of clothes. Sophia had panicked after she was told she'd also be trying on clothes yet there she was. Trying on clothes.
"Come on out baby." Elvis called from the couch, he sat in his usual position with the large entourage watching his every move.
His dark sunglasses rested effortlessly on his head, the white button up and black dress pants making him look extra good.
Sophia appeared from behind the large floor length mirrors. She did a spin and she walked over. The matching Mary Jane heels clicking on the floor. She did a final spin and then stopped a few paces before the group. A few of the guys whistled and cheered her on.
"What do you think?" The sales assistant kept the long measuring tap in one hand and a binder in the other. She'd already checked off a few dresses for Priscilla.
"I like it." Sophia responded looking down, "Isn't it a little short?"
"It's a mini dress." The shop assistant said meekly as if it was obvious.
"Do you have it in black?" Elvis leans into the multi colored sofa. Priscilla watched her sister, giving her a much needed smile.
The sales assistant flipped a few pages in her binder, dragging her finger down the fresh page. "Yes, would you like to try that on too?"
"No we'll take it." Elvis reply's dryly, turning back to Sophia.
The flustered sales assistant nods and checks off a box on the paper with her red pen.
Sophia beamed and turned back to the change room.
...
Sophia rolled the dice, she crossed her fingers she wouldn't embarrass herself.
