brynn stone ⚜️ [eleven] (leggomyeggo) wrote in dunhavenic, @ 2018-07-22 22:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | !narrative, r * laura, r: brynn stone |
WHO: Brynn
WHEN: tonight, 7/22
WHERE: her bedroom
SUMMARY: Brynn's still struggling to find a dress for a certain wedding.
Nothing in her closet was going to work. Brynn had pulled the door to her closet open wide, and had been systematically going through each of the dresses she owned, looking for the right one. Jack’s brother’s wedding was a month away, and if she was going to be there (and she was going to be there, provided everything continued to go well -- but no, she wasn’t going to think that way), she wanted to look perfect. “Too formal,” she muttered at her appearance in the mirror. She slid the dress off and tossed it onto her bed before reaching for the next. What were you supposed to wear to your boyfriend’s brother’s wedding? What did they expect? She put her hands on her hips and stared at the pile that had grown. She wanted something simple, but elegant. Something bright, something colorful, maybe something with flowers? But so many of her dresses were either sleak, monotoned, form-fitting ones or bright and sparkly. She knew Jack wouldn’t object, but she wanted to make a good impression. She needed help. Brynn picked up her phone to text Eve and Alee for advice, but she paused once the phone was in her hand. Alee was busy with a baby, and though Brynn knew she’d help, Brynn doubted she felt up for a shopping trip. Eve probably would, but then Brynn glanced at the doorway to her bedroom. Another idea filled her head. They weren’t her only options. She loved her friends, but they both had about the same amount of experience with these sorts of situations as Brynn did. Lyllia, she thought. She’d know exactly what to do. |