An Apple, A Date

03 | The Wedding

[ U N E D I T E D ]

"Babe!"

 Zea's hand flew up, as her room door burst wide open, slamming into the wall.

"What are you going to wear?"

"Bloody hell Carrie!" Zea scolded her cousin whilst checking her face in the mirror, grumbling as she spotted a thin black streak near her temple. She laid her eyeliner down and proceeded to rub off the streak.

"Oops, sorry babes," she apologised sheepishly.

"Cause 'sorry' is going to pay for my wall," Zea snarked as she continued to apply the final touches of her make-up.

Carrie flopped onto Zea's bed, arms spread wide, "Oh, don't be so dramatic!"

"You know, instead of lounging around in my room, why don't you help me pick an outfit out."

 Immediately jumping to her feet, Carrie began happily browsing through the dresses and gowns, cooing and 'ooh'-ing at the choices. She takes multiple dresses off the rack, comparing them, judging them. As she stuffs a dress back in the wardrobe, a new one appears.

Zea gave her face a last spritz of setting spray before turning to her cousin, "Right, I'm done. What did you pick out for me?"

"Alright, it's between this blue one and this pink satin one," Carrie said, lifting the dressed in either hand.

Zea looked at the midnight blue off-shoulder dress, recognising it. It was figure-fitting and long, the trail touching the floor, "Hmm, that blue one's lush. I wore it to last years gala." 

"But I haven't had a chance to wear that pink one yet."

Carrie pushed the satin dress into Zea's arms. The low-cut halter top would frame her chest attractively, the dress was slightly flowier than the previous one, more fitting around her waist. The pinkish, rose-gold colour would complement nicely with her tanned skin and the slit along the bottom side of the dress would accentuate her long legs.

"This one. It's classy and shows more skin than the blue one."

"And why do I need to show more skin?" Zea asked quizzically.

"Because of a certain doctor, hmmm."

Zea rolled her eyes, smiling as her cousin wiggled her eyebrows teasingly, "You're a bloody burden. I just said he was good-looking."

"If I recall you said he was unbelievably hot."

"Same thing, Carrie!"

Carrie folded her arms, a knowing smirk playing on her face, "You want to shag him, don't you."

Zea threw her hands up in defeat, "I want you to get out so I can change."

"You so wanna bone him."