Hashiriya Swagger

Red Light

Bree gazed blankly around Han's house she was starting to dislike this place.

"I understand why I have to doll myself up. But there is no way I am fitting any of your girls clothes Han" Bree said looking up the stairs as he went ahead of her.

"Raquel, don't you get it? That's the whole point." Han said with a snicker and a hint of a smirk.

Bree shook her head and reluctantly followed him up.

In the master bedroom closet Bree struggled to wiggle into that white dress. She got it as far as her chest. But it wouldn't go any further. So she went to take it off. It didn't want to go back over her head either.

"Oh no....you've got to be kidding me" she muttered still struggling.

After 15 mins Han knocked on the door. "Hey Raquel, how's it going?" He asked.

"Bad, very bad....actually. help!" Bree called, she couldn't see and nearly bumped into the vanity.

Han entered and roared with laughter. "How in the he-hell" he laughed.

"Come on it's not funny, I'm stuck!" Bree called arms trapped above her head. Han calmed his laughter and went to Bree.

"Hold on I can't help you if you don't stop flailing around like a fish" he chuckled. Bree stopped but nearly jumped out of her skin as Han's hand rested on her exposed hip.

"Relax, I've almost got you" he said. Reaching his other hand up he worked the fabric down over her body. The dress finally fell to the ground.

"There fits like a glove" he said. Bree turned to face him stiffly afraid that one large breath would make the whole thing rip.

"You can not be serious" Bree said flatly. Han looked her up and down. "I am, Toya will like it too" he said, Bree frowned and grumbled about the dress.

Han continued to look her over. Slowly a grown formed on his face. "But you'll have to be careful" he added.

Brew finally released a breath and a few of the glitters on the dress popped off.

Han tried to hold back his laughter under Bree's warning glare. "Shut up I told you it was to small" she grumbled before taking small strained steps out of the closet.

"We're in the hell did Han get a place like this?" Sean's voice echoed from down the stairs.

Bree and hand stood at the bottom of the stairs. "Its not all together mine" Han said as casually as he could. He then turned to Bree and carefully took her fingertips in a formal manner.

She could see on his face the question about the house had mildly hit the sore spot.

"Anyway, your sisters all ready to go." Han said.

Sean scrunched his nose and rubbed the back of his neck. "You know sometimes I forget you're an actual girl Bree" he said. Bree glared at her brother dryly "Yeah I totally understand, just like it's amazing you're not a potato" she said.

Han shook his head at the two. "Come on it's time to set the plan in motion. Dk will be wanting updates soon."

***

Bree sat in the passengers side of Han's car eying the distant crowd of cars and people nearer to the center of the red light district.

Bright lights and loud music seemed to shut down the senses. The air smelled of rich thick perfumes, enticing incense, tobacco smoke and food.

"Don't they usually have security around these places. You know to regulate things?" Bree questioned, feeling a wave of nervousness crash into her.