hi lovelies!! just a heads up no update this week. been super busy!!! buttt here’s a scrapped scene from the prologue for 1k readers, thank youuuu :))
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Lizzie sat cross-legged on Claire's bright pink duvet as Claire rummaged through her wardrobe, frantically searching for something for me to wear.
"I know I have it here somewhere..." She said, trailing off hopelessly.
A couple of minutes passed by before she squealed, "Found it! You just have to wear this, Con, you'll look so sexy!"
I furrowed my eyebrows as Claire wiggled hers, staring straight at the scraps of fabric she held in her manicured fingers.
Lizzie snorted in the usual Lizzie-fashion. "Put that eyesore down, Cordy's not a bleeding disco-ball."
My best-friend was referring to the freakishly, also pink, top and skirt Claire was trying to force me into for Hughie's 90's themed party.
"It's cute, Claire. I'm just not sure—"
"Stop there," Claire held up her hand, directed towards my flushed face.
"You are going to wear something gorgeous and I don't want to hear any excuses! It's your first outing being back, I can't let you wear just anything."
Lizzie snorted, again, but stopped short after Claire pointedly glared at her, signalling for her to 'be quiet' if she wasn't going to contribute with something useful.
"Okay," I tried gently, "It's just a party, I think I'll be fine just going in this."
I gestured towards my current outfit, a polo shirt and jeans that sat snuggly around the creases of my hips, which earned me a somewhat disgusted look from Claire.
Clearly she was full of them today.
"Absolutely not, Connie, Put it on."
I hesitated.
"Now!" She growled at me, thrusting the clothes into my arms and pushing me out into the hallway.
I could hear Lizzie's laughter echoing from Claire's bedroom and I trudged my way down the hall and into the Biggs' bathroom.
