*HEAVEN’S POV*
I can tell Eunice is now tired of my whining. It's all my fault that we are late to the party and I know Lisa is going to be low key mad at me. But hey, before you blame me, I'm not exactly used to this kind of things, and this gown makes me super uncomfortable. I still can't believe that Lisa wants me to wear this. I spent a lot of time looking in the mirror and it was Eunice’s assurance that the dress was perfect that even gave me the courage to step out in it.
For someone who has never attended a party before, talk more of one that would have so much important personalities in it, I wanted to make sure I looked alright, you know. I kept on whining all the while Eunice did my make up. She was good at it, and she insisted that since we had little time, it was better I app
