?Par-tey~ Par-tey~? came Suki?s sing song voice as she made her way down to Jewell?s room. Where else to throw her slumber party? than someone else?s room? Besides, Jewell?s room was ?far- more comfortable and had that lived in feel.
And so she entered. And boy did she enter. A foot nudging open the door that had been left open a crack, she entered carefully and slowly, balancing a large tray of, what else?, snacks! Piled high with bismarcks, fresh fruits, and chocolate wafers was this trip?s delivery, there was still more in the kitchen to be retrieved as the night went on of course. The tray of snacks might have been something eye catching, but was nothing though, compared to what she wore. Yellow skirt with frills going down a few inches past her knees, elbow length white gloves, long sleeve plain pink t-shirt with a second red top that had white frills adorning the straps, and a faded green jester-like hat with white fuzz balls instead of bells at the end. Oh it was a sight to behold.
From there she proceeded slowly, with her stubborn hair and one of the fuzzy white balls of her hat settling down in front of one eye, and with no free hands to bat at it out of her sight, she made her way inward by merely placing one foot out at a time, feeling out if the next step was safe before repeating the process towards the trio?s setup of pillows, beanie bags, and assort other items of comfort. Placing it upon the floor between Charna?s and Jewell?s setups she stepped over to her sleeping bag and few pillows she had setup earlier before stepping out to slip into her pajamas and grab some snacks on the way back. And yes, these were indeed her pajamas; in between concentrating on the tray and settling in she had so far managed to avoid any gaping and/or staring of her chosen bedtime outfit.
Kneeling down on her sleeping bag before falling forward to the few pillows she had brought in from the guest room she was staying at, she continued to coincidently avoid eye contact, in the process of getting comfortable by lying on her stomach with a nice and fluffy pillow propped up beneath her forearms that she rested her chin. The one single grape she had procured from the tray swallowed. Her knees bending to absently kick her feet in the air, covered by purple socks that reached halfway up her calves. As she seemed to finish getting all comfortable she lifted her visible green iris to glance up at the other two, her excitement almost tangible.
?Okay, so what do we do first??
(And for those of you wondering: )
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And so she entered. And boy did she enter. A foot nudging open the door that had been left open a crack, she entered carefully and slowly, balancing a large tray of, what else?, snacks! Piled high with bismarcks, fresh fruits, and chocolate wafers was this trip?s delivery, there was still more in the kitchen to be retrieved as the night went on of course. The tray of snacks might have been something eye catching, but was nothing though, compared to what she wore. Yellow skirt with frills going down a few inches past her knees, elbow length white gloves, long sleeve plain pink t-shirt with a second red top that had white frills adorning the straps, and a faded green jester-like hat with white fuzz balls instead of bells at the end. Oh it was a sight to behold.
From there she proceeded slowly, with her stubborn hair and one of the fuzzy white balls of her hat settling down in front of one eye, and with no free hands to bat at it out of her sight, she made her way inward by merely placing one foot out at a time, feeling out if the next step was safe before repeating the process towards the trio?s setup of pillows, beanie bags, and assort other items of comfort. Placing it upon the floor between Charna?s and Jewell?s setups she stepped over to her sleeping bag and few pillows she had setup earlier before stepping out to slip into her pajamas and grab some snacks on the way back. And yes, these were indeed her pajamas; in between concentrating on the tray and settling in she had so far managed to avoid any gaping and/or staring of her chosen bedtime outfit.
Kneeling down on her sleeping bag before falling forward to the few pillows she had brought in from the guest room she was staying at, she continued to coincidently avoid eye contact, in the process of getting comfortable by lying on her stomach with a nice and fluffy pillow propped up beneath her forearms that she rested her chin. The one single grape she had procured from the tray swallowed. Her knees bending to absently kick her feet in the air, covered by purple socks that reached halfway up her calves. As she seemed to finish getting all comfortable she lifted her visible green iris to glance up at the other two, her excitement almost tangible.
?Okay, so what do we do first??
(And for those of you wondering: )
http://img156.imageshack.us/img156/5165/pajammasbk2.jpg