A/N: Just a reminder thoughts look like this.
TW: Anxiety
They had gotten back from shopping 15 minutes ago and had already dispersed to start getting ready for the party. They were originally going to go get lunch together but they didn't have enough time once they'd finally left the store.
Ria was sitting on her bed with her arms and legs sprawled out as she stared at the ceiling.
A knock sounded through her room.
She wrinkles her brows in confusion as she turns her head towards the door.
Who could be knocking?
She slid off her bed and slowly made her way to the door.
She unlocked it and slowly creaked it open.
Blondie.
Her brows remained wrinkled in confusion as she looked down at the contents in his hands.
"Hi uhm, my sister figured you didn't have any shoes other than your converse cause they forgot to buy you more while they were out and Nat wanted me to give you this jacket." He held his arms out to present a pair of knee high leather boots with a thick 3 inch heel and a black leather jacket with a black satin lining on the inside.
"Thanks." She mutters grabbing the items from his hands.
"They said they're sorry they couldn't bring them to you but they don't really have much time to spare since there's not much time till the party."
"Figured." She answers one wordily.
She did not want to go this party and wasn't even trying to hide it.
"Ok well," He clasped his hands together, "I'll leave you. See you at the party." he flashes her a small smile as he backs away.
"See you." She closes the door confused.
Why was he acting so weird?
She shrugged the thought off as she placed the shoes on the floor beside her bed and the jacket next to her bag that contained her dress. She hadn't opened it since they purchased it.
She sighs, she should probably start getting ready but she didn't want to in the slightest.
She walked towards her surprisingly fully furnished bathroom even though she didn't remember using her magic on it.
She slips out of her clothes and slips into the shower.
She washes her body and hair, she took about 30 minutes taking a shower since her hair was so long and matted as to not brushing it for a while.
She walks towards her bedroom in her towel that hung on a metal bar next to the glass enclosed shower.
She picks up her bag from dress shopping and shakes out out on the bed, her dress and 3 more things falling out with it as well as the receipt.
She flips over the pieces of cardboard that sat on her dress, jewelry. It was jewelry. The ones she was looking at consistently to be specific. She had wanted to get them but she assumed they were there for dresses and dresses only.
They were all gold with the gems that decorated the pieces red.
One of the pieces was rings 12 to be exact.
The nest was the earring stack she was looking at intently in the store, she had many piercings, due to her being extremely bored in Hydra, she stabbed with safety pins or needles. They all had random earrings in them that she could find off the street or from vendors when she was on missions. She wanted ones that matched and thought these were pretty. She'd never expected to get them. She never got what she wanted. Not in this type of sense anyways.
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Philophobia- P.M
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