you sighed as you admired yourself in the mirror, you actually looked amazing in the dress you tried on; you thought differently in the dressing room, but now... it felt right. you added a final touch with a tiny silver necklace, and decided to finally show mike, who was waiting downstairs for you in one of his suits. mike, although you thought he had the biggest crush on eleven, decided to ask you out to the snowball, not even knowing that you'd had a crush on him since you first met him.
when you walked down the stairs, you felt like a princess, struggling a little bit in your heels but figuring it out along the way. you heard mike talking to his mom at the dinner table, forcing you to have to clear your throat to get his attention once you got to the bottom of the stairs. he immediately turned around; he managed to choke on the milk he was holding once he saw your look, getting it all over his face.
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"oh my god, mike." you rolled your eyes as he quickly reached for a napkin, wiping his face before getting up wide-eyed.
"you look..." he started as he walked up to you, looking you up and down and smiling the widest you'd ever seen him. "pretty... good."
"pretty good? really mike?" you asked sarcastically, causing his face to turn a bright shade of red.
"no, i mean attractive! desirable! stunningly beautiful! how about D...? all of the above?" he rubbed the back of his neck nervously but you just smiled.
"you don't look so bad yourself wheeler." you said, giving him a quick peck on the cheek, making him blush even more. "ready to go?"
