Estella Rosier bites. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} pipscreech) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wished,@ 2010-02-28 22:10:00 |
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What: Drinks
When: Saturday evening, prior to Grimmauld events
Where: Shalott
Rating/Warning: PG13ish?
A quick glance to the clock hanging on the wall alerted Estella that she had taken far too long in getting ready for the evening. Standing in the dressing room of the en suite bathroom attached to her bedroom, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. With her hair loose around her shoulders and her bangs pushed to the side, she raked a hand through the dirty blond curls in an effort to give it a bit more oopmh. Once satisfied, she looked down to her make-up box and pulled out a lipstick. Once her lips gave a glistening pink shine in the mirror, she winked at herself playfully before making her way back toward her wardrobe.
She slipped on a long sleeved black dress before putting on her favorite pair of high heels. Although her friendship with Thomas had always been rather playful and flirtatious, she couldn't help but want to put in the extra effort. She had to admit, she was rather looking forward to this evening.
A final look at the clock on her wall and a knock on her door let her know that Thomas was waiting downstairs. She followed the little house elf out in the hallway, a slight spring in her step as she descended the stairs that led to the front hall.
"Oh hello there," she greeted once her eyes laid upon him.