Stacey and Zacharias
Stacey had been excited all day - just because she'd been to the club the previous two nights didn't mean that it was going to be any less fun the third time around. Especially since she'd managed to get Zacharias to come along with her this time.
Thursday she had come directly from the parlor and hadn't stopped to change, and yesterday she'd arrived after finishing one of the parades in Muggle London, wrapped in a rainbow flag she'd donated as another decoration for Wingbeat's walls, which had left her in jeans and a rainbow themed t-shirt for the evening. Tonight though, she'd had time to plan, which resulted in an outfit the colors of the asexual pride flag.
She was mostly excited about the studded purple boots and the excuse to wear them, paired with black jeans, a gray tank top and clunky purple jewelry around her neck and wrists. As they walked through the door to the club, Stacey slipped her hand into the crook of Zacharias' elbow to keep the crowd from inadvertently separating them as she asked with a grin, "So, how do you feel about glitter?"