Lucy Chen Outfits の小説・ストーリー

We drove here straight after work. Lucy giggled in response. “Trust me,” she grinned. “I have more clothes than I know what to do with.” I let out an appreciative chuckle. “Let me pick out an outfit for you,” she smiled. “I'm guessing your favourite colour is red?” “Could I make it any more obvious?” I replied sheepishly, signalling my hair. “Wait here,” Lucy chuckled. I nodded in response. She turned on her heel and rummaged through the cupboards for an outfit, whilst I waited patiently for her to be done.

"Then… you mean.. you mean this whole thing is not—" Her eyes caught something and her words were left hanging in the air. Lucy was wearing Donald's shirt on her body. Jennifer knew that particular shirt because it held a memory for her. She had it made for him just a month ago! Why was Lucy wearing a shirt she made for her man? To crown it all, Lucy had just the shirt on her. She could not get any traces of underwear beneath the shirt which means she's naked. "Why…why are you wearing that?" She stammered. "Why are you wearing my man's shirt?"

crouched beside me was lucy. The sight of her made something inside me loosen. Her round face, slightly tired but full of concern, was framed by her brunette hair, now styled differently. Shorter. She had bangs now, resting across her forehead in a way that softened her features even more. She looked older somehow, maybe just from worry, but she was still Lucy. She was dressed in a fitted brown turtleneck sweater, sleeves rolled slightly past her wrists. The earth-toned fabric hugged her arms, making her seem more grounded, more solid than everything else around me that felt like it could slip away.

Perhaps I'm still on vacation. We then proceeded to the salon. My hair is golden on the top and pink in the bottom. You can colour your hair at school, fortunately. It will not be a problem for me. Lucy's boutique was our next stop. The advantages of having wealthy pals. Kenny, on the other hand, will foot the bill. "Cami, give this a go. I'm sick of seeing you in a dress." Lucy presented me with a cleavage-baring shirt and a pair of denim pants. The dress she handed me made me squirm. Never in my life have I attempted to dress in such revealing clothing.

She claps happily, dragging me along with her, and I shake my head, shutting the door behind us, and bolting it before running after Lucy. ~ "This or this?" I tilt my head as Lucy holds two dresses before me. A black strapless one, and a red long-sleeved with flowers decorated across the chest. "This is such a hard decision to make. I think I like both. " I say, stroking my chin, and Lucy looks down at the dresses. "Are you sure? I feel like the black one looks better. " She says, pressing both dresses against her body as she stands before the mirror.

'Trust you to show up in moments like this,' I replied. 'Can you really blame me? You make it so easy for me." She chuckled and then fell silent. I mentally rolled my eyes and observed Lucy. She was dressed in a tight strapless green gown that hugged her petite figure with a slit on the left side, showing a bit of her thigh. Her mascara was done perfectly, bringing out the beauty of her large green eyes, which matched her gown, and her lips shone with lip gloss. "Wow, you are looking smoking!" I said.

When she stepped out, wrapped in a towel, she found clothes already laid out neatly on the bed, loose black pants and a plain white shirt. Lucy shot Julia a look. “You went through my things?” Julia smirked from where she lounged in the chair. “You’d still be deciding an hour from now. You’re welcome.” Lucy shook her head but dressed anyway. The fabric was light, easy to move in, nothing flashy. She tied her hair back into a loose ponytail, then turned. “How do I look?” Julia tapped her chin dramatically. “Like someone who might actually land a punch instead of fainting.”

He raised a brow at her, laying himself by Alita. “What are you talking about, Benson,” Lucy’s eyes went round as she gave Benson a once-over. “She is well dressed for the occasion. This retro outfit is amazing. The long sleeves just go so well with the crew neck and side slit. Purple on yellow is a great choice. Oh, show these girls how we do it,” she whined, eyes glued to Mrs. Astor who was twirling herself around, pride pumped, for Alita’s mum to see more of her.

Lucy gushed from behind Chloe who glanced at her from over her shoulder, before turning around. "You think?" She stared down at herself, in a white coloured dress with a high slit at the thigh. She was sure Liam would love it. "I know, babe. Liam would definitely want to tear that dress off you" She smirked, Chloe blushed a deep crimson red. "He wouldn't. I love this dress" Chloe rolled her eyes. "See you. After making sure you don't end up with Liam," Lucy muttered, her voice low. She looked like she was about to cry.

“I’d choose boring over mysterious trauma any day.” They both laughed a little, just as Mina and Daya reappeared with armfuls of trinkets and snacks. “Perfect timing,” Jo said. “Lucy needs backup.” “SAY. NO. MORE,” the fairies said in unison. * ~ That Night ~ Lucy was pacing in one of the guest rooms, dressed in a deep green velvet dress that hugged her figure and made her feel both powerful and sick to her stomach. “Okay, I can’t do this,” she announced.