❤️Scarlet's POV❤️
I must say, my brother Axel did have excellent taste when it came to picking out what I had to wear for this event. Now it was my job to finish up the look with some make up and my hair. (Everything above)Picking out some underwear and a strapless bra for myself from my walk in wardrobe, I proceeded to my bathroom where I removed my clothing from today and placed them in the basket under the sink and slowly made my way to my shower.
Letting the steamy water drops lightly tap against my skin and proceed to cascade down my body. water was and always will be my favorite thing to feel against me. I mean sure sex sounds good and all but to me, nothing will ever beat the feel or sound of rain or water against you or the windows. I've always enjoyed hearing the light tapping of rain against my window as I'm snuggled in bed reading a good book with something hot to drink.
Realizing why I came in here in the first place I quickly scrubbed myself down with my favorite chocolate and vanilla liquid body wash and very quickly started to soak some of my strawberry and mango shampoo into my short locks. Quickly turning off the shower I dried myself off to the best of my abilities and quickly placed on my bra and underwear.
Rushing out to my room I quickly rid the towel from my body and replaced it with the dress and I scurried back to my bathroom and worked on my make up and hair. It had taken me quite a while to get them both done correctly but as I stepped back from the mirror and gazed at my reflection I was more then satisfied with how I turned out. As I exited the bathroom I quickly went and grabbed my purse placing in my phone, portable charger, some spare lipstick, a pack of cigarettes with an accompanied lighter and of course two spare guns and my throwing knives
Cause Y'know two or three is always better then one. As I'm placing in the last of my spare rounds of bullets I hear my brother calling from outside my door as he knocks.
"Hey Scar everything alright? You've been in here a while and we need to leave in 5." He asks quietly as I can't help but smile at the old little nickname he used for me. I close up my purse and make my way to the door as my heels click softly against the wooden flooring. As I'm opening the door I'm greeted with Leo adjusting his cuffs and tie on his all black suit. (Suit below)
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