I took a deep breath just as Angie opened the door of my room. I wasn’t convinced that this outfit, my hair and the makeup was the best idea for this evening. Angie was the queen of the evening, or at least she was supposed to be, but for now, it didn’t look like that.
“You’re not getting dressed up?” I asked. Angie stopped and turned around so our eyes met.
“I don’t need to,” she replied to me, but I didn’t understand why she said that. Naturally, she was very beautiful, she didn’t need any makeup or to do her hair. The way she looked every day was already enough to break several hearts among the wolves, but I had the same thoughts about myself, too. In general, I didn’t like makeup.
“So why do I have to?” I asked her, confused by what to expect.
“You will see,” she told me and pulled
