Kijani stared at herself in front of the mirror, turning this way and that. She was wearing a black and gold dress that hugged her body before flaring at the end. It accented her curves, showing her a body shape she hadn't had at the beginning of the year. A gold and diamond clip accented her elegant dreadlocked bun, and she was even wearing gold shoes. Her diamonds and bracelet matched, and frankly, she looked good. She'd dusted her eyelids with very faint gold dust eyeshadow, and was wearing minimal lipstick. She frowned, looking herself over. "What's missing?" She wanted to show off, and wanted to look perfect.
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Devika opened her eyes as someone coughed above her. She found herself looking at a very tall, very muscular young man. "...can I help you?" Her eyebrows arched and she tipped her glasses down in a questioning way.