FELICITY

[ P E A C H Y #10 ]

Today was the day, well the day before the big day, 22 to be exact, and Ilaria May was offically loosing her mind over what outfit she should wear for the day.

When Davina had told her they were going out tonight, for a clubbing event, yes alcohol and sex that. But she herself had doubts, Davina Garcia was never the one to invite her to a clubbing event, not when they were both strictly non-alchoholic people, although the emotion found in her blue eyes told Ilaria to not question and get along with it.

Now, she sat on top of the bed, cuddling to her duvets and thinking about what to wear.  Her comforter lay flat above her knees, as she huddled closer to their comfort.

She let out a sigh into it, her voice lost within the velvet texture from the duvets--

' VELVET ' she muttered, and in a trance she looked through her closet once again, rack by rack and took a crop top, which was baby pink, and made from a velvet texture, hence where her inspiration had come from.

Crouching down to her knees, she looked through her pants rack, deciding on grey high waisted ones in a very comfortable texture, cotton.

Next she headed to her vanity table, looking at her accessories. A grey watch would do, she decided as it was a clubbing event, risk of loosing belongings are present and Ilaria didn't want to loose any.

'For her hair, hmm'. She thought, opening a silver box, in front of her succulent, and ran her fingers over the box, enjoying the sensation of the textures alive underneath her fingers.

It was a gift from her late grandmother, an immigrant from Italy, she had bought it as an early present for Ilaria before she left for Busan with Davina,and in it were her hair jewellery.

She took out two hair clips, one in a grayish tint and the other in a baby pink similar to her crop top.

Taking a quick shower, and noticing that the sky had draped itself with a blanket pitch-black, glistening stars scattered all over, without a sign of any clods present.

It was 8 PM she confirmed from the clock in her room, quickly patting herself dry she got into her clothes, applying some lotion, and blow drying her hair at the same time.

She settled, in front of her table and began applying cream on her face, not going overboard by applying foundation or anything like so, but just a bit of powder and a speckle of blush with highlighter.

Ilaria also made sure she would be wearing her glasses tonight, her thin rimmed glasses to be sure,she had terrible eye sight, and was not feeling contacts and she needed to see her surroundings extra clearly.

She let her hair down, parting it from the middle and clipping either clip to each side tightly.

To finish off, she applied some light gloss, and gave a final look over herself, smiling to herself satisfied. Grabbing her cloth bag, with a miniature drawing of some greek goddess she put her flats inside, she was going to wear her light pink heels, but she couldn't stand the thought of wearing it the whole night, neither did the thought of serving looks left her mind either.

Shaking her head in attempt to remove such thoughts, she went over to Davina, on a phone call, anxiously muttering words in a stern manner.