The door opened and I ran my eyes over Petra. She was wearing an elegant white blouse that stopped at her cleavage, fastened with two faux pearl buttons, a single button at the top of the mandarin collar could also be fastened as well. White lace cascaded all the way down from the collar and there was also white lace at the ends of the half sleeves. The blouse was tucked into a black leather pencil skirt with decorative laces extending up the front, her hair was hanging loosely about her and she wore designer glasses. She lowered the glasses and squinted at my black shirt and black jeans.
“You’re going out with me, dressed like that?”
“What’s wrong?” I felt the colour in my cheeks as I flicked at my hair, “we’re going to Fiona and Shannon’s place, I’ve known them for years.”
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