Millie shuffled through her closet in a panic. She could find anything even mildly attractive! What a surprise! All her clothes looked like they were right out of her grandmas closet. And they were. But finally, she thinks she found something. It was a tight blue sweater dress, still staying true to her grandma roots- but revealing enough to maybe attract someone attention. She quickly put it on brushing through her hair with some weird spray Phillip gave her. "It'll work wonders for those curls!" He always said. Millie was positive Phillip was gay. She's seen the way he looks at his hamilton friend. But that's besides the point. Millie looks in the mirror looking hot as fuck. She was starting to get excited, maybe tonight won't be too bad after all!
"Hot damnnnn girl" Phillip leaned against her doorway, wearing a sleek button up with some nice pants- Millie just knows he's trying to get someone's attention.
"You ready?" He asks.
"Ready as I'll ever be..." she says. She tries to keep up her modest persona, but just can't help but break into a smile when she takes one last look in the mirror.
They sneak out the window and hop in the car, he steps on the ignition, and they're off. Little did Millie know, this night would change her life.
