Diana groaned in agitation as she stood backstage, in front of a vanity mirror, with all of its yellow lights turned on that encircled the mirror, making Diana’s presence in the mirror strikingly bright. But she didn’t want to look at herself because she knew that she looked hideous.
She loathed the way she looked at that moment.
She wore a brown leather corset around her waist that was tightened to the point that her ribs threatened to clench and squeeze the life out of her lungs and she almost felt suffocated to death.
Her bosoms, pushed up and reached for her neck and the crease of her cleavage remained evident and visible as the top buttons of her white shirt remained open, left as such by Bernard and the so called stylist, who was a fashion designing student, working at the theater for extra credit.
Diana felt even more saddened, as she noticed her extremely crimped hair that had purple and pink extensions embedded within them, to give her the ‘extra terrestrial’ look that Bernard was trying to go for. Her hair were combed through and blown out, to give them bounce and volume.
Down below the waist, the brown leather skirt was blown in to pieces with thick straps running everyone over till her mid calves, which were covered with the strappy leather long boots, that ran up till Diana’s knees.
The only good thing about her look was her makeup, because of course that was the only thing in which was allowed to practice complete mobility and channel her own creativity. The rest of the costumes, stage designs and play was completely hijacked by Bernard. She smacked some loose glitter around her eyes, with thick gel glitter eyeshadow pasted over on her eyelids, that give her the euphoric and alienated alien look that she was trying to go for.
Her phone vibrated, which was placed on the vanity table and she picked it up, reading the message that Tony sent her in the group text chain between Diana, Gloria and him.
Tony Fonny: We are on the way!
Right after the message was a picture that Tony sent Diana. It was him and Gloria, sitting in the front of Gloria’s car. Tony held a champagne bottle that he flexed with a huge pout of his lips, holding it closer and near to his face and on the other hand, Gloria held out her professional camera.
Both of her friends made it stir clear what they were up to for the night and Diana regretted informing them about the play.
She grunted, as she threw her phone aside on the table and slammed her head down on the table, crying over her lousy fate.
She had to take the entire day off from the salon, for which she called in her Aunt and explained to her that she would be doing the play.
Bernard had asked… actually forced her through a serious of emotional blackmailing to play the role of Dora, who was to be the first girl that David meets when he lands on the unspecified utopic time period on Earth, where David had already left behind his Agnes on his planet and on Earth, he was going to meet Dora and after a very unspecified scene of s****l innuendo filled dialogues, he was going to break her heart.
Diana hated every second of having to do that role since she not only loathed how weak and dumb Dora was portrayed but also how at once point in time and in her own life, she could relate to Dora herself.
But Bernard only cried and begged Diana, rubbing his hands together and asking her to save his burning theater, that was pilling with debts since Bernard’s father had refused to any further pay up for the bills of the theater.
Disclaimer – Bernard was from a rich family. But more on that later…
Currently Diana was swarming with regret and guilt.
Guilt – that she was doing a favor for a friend, who had always held her back and always helped her through quite some tough times in her life and given her a space where she could practice her own creativity but she still felt bad about having to do his play. She wished she could keep her morality and mental capabilities aside, while doing that role but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t displace her mind off the fact that the role that she was doing was incredibly stupid and the entire play was stupendously horrible.
And Regret over the fact that since she took a day off from the salon, thinking that she didn’t have many important clients to carter anyways, Tony ended up contacting her asking for her reason to not come in. him and Gloria were worried, given to the fact that Diana had been out on a date just a night ago and they had not heard anything back from her.
Since Tony called her specifically and asked why she had not replied to their message from last night, Diana ended up checking her phone and noticed that Tony and Gloria each texted her in the group and privately multiple of times but since she was too occupied with her own dwindling thought she couldn’t take out the time to reply to them.
When Tony asked her about the date, she decided to ignore that topic, given that just like her Aunt, to Tony and Gloria she would also have to give the detailed past background of her complex situation and cumbersome relationship with Adrian.
But she did inform them what she would be doing for the rest of the day and that actually rejuvenated her friends’ spirits, who immediately packed up their work and decided to make their way towards the theater.
The door to Diana’s vanity knocked two times and she snapped her neck around to find who it was.
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