Ghost from the present (18+)

#Four: In which she returns to the ring.

'Are you fucking done?!'

I snap as Kizzy holds her stomach falling back on the couch with tears rolling over her cheeks from laughter. I squint my as at her and grumble gritting my teeth.

'It's not funny!'

'I~ Whahaha!
I can't believe you of all people agreed to all this! Hahaha!'

She laughs pointing at me as I stand in front of her wearing my new work clothes, I cross my arms warning her with my eyes.

'Kizzy, shut up already!'

'B-But I never dreamed I would see you wearing something like ...like this!
W-Where is my phone?
I gotta take a picture of this!'

She exclaims with a ragged breath from her raging laughter as she tries to get up to grab her phone. Before she manages to get it, I snatch it off the table holding it above my head in the air.

'Hell no! You are not taking a picture of me looking like this, no frikkin' way!'

'Oh, come on Karma! I've gotta remember this!'

'Well burn it in your fucking memory, because you're not getting a picture of it!'

I snap as she's jumping up and down in front of me trying to get her phone back.

'What's the big deal? You look good~
Now give me that phone!'

'No. And if I looked "good" you wouldn't have laughed so hard.'

'I'm just not used to seeing you in such clothes, now give it to me!'

'Oh fuck, you're not going to give up are you?'

I groan before I quickly toss the phone on the couch and make a run for it towards my room. As I shut the door and quickly lock it I already hear Kizzy cursing in the hallway. I take one last look in the mirror before I start to undress. Damn it, why are these clothes so damn hard to take off?! I grumble as I hear Kizzy rumbling on the doorknob.

'Not fair Karma!'

She shouts and I let out a short laugh while trying to untie the cords of my corset. Goddamn, this will take forever to figure out! I groan as I hear Kizzy sliding down and sitting against the door.

'So when are you going to start?'

'Miya wants me~ to come in tomorrow at n-noon~ so some of the girls~ can show me the ropes!'

I answer with a struggled voice as I'm trying to hoist myself out of that damned tight corset.

'Bloody hell, I'm going to set this thing on fire before tomorrow comes~  if this thing doesn't come off~  right fucking now!'

I curse while Kizzy bursts out in laughter again from the other side of the door. I grit my teeth while looking at myself in the mirror. I clearly need some help with this. I walk over to the door and manage to get the lock open.

As soon as I open the door Kizzy falls backward, camera in hand, and before I can react a bright flash goes off. Fuck. I blink my eyes a couple of times and throw her an angry look while cursing under my breath. Dammit. I just should've let her take a picture in the living room, it wouldn't have been as bad as this one. I curse at myself and it seems like Kizzy was so focused on getting a picture she didn't even realize what kinda situation I was in. As she looks me over she topples over with laughter once more, discovering my arms are entwined all over the place because of the cords. Honestly, I myself don't even know how I managed to pull this off.