[right][sub][color=crimson]LOCATION[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Park Home[/color]
[color=crimson]TIME[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Evening[/color]
[color=crimson]INTERACTING WITH[/color] ⤑ Arthur [Boyfriend], Julius [Asshole]
[color=crimson]FEELING[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Tired. Hungry. Wanting to curl up into a ball and sleep.[/color]
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Unfortunately, the day at the park only served to rattle Eva's nerves. She was unnaturally tired of the fresh air that should have made her feel better, tired of Julius constantly looking at her--oh yeah, buddy, you're not as subtle as you think--and she really, really wanted to go. But anytime she thought Arthur was going to decide to leave, he would disappoint her. At the very least she had managed to stay away from Julius' grasp, as Arthur hadn't left her side all day. Still, even he was no match for her lack of energy and urge to lay down and do nothing. It was to be expected; since she found out she was pregnant, she never felt like any amount of sleep or rest she had was adequate. She hadn't gotten any weird cravings yet, but at Arthur's question, she immediately knew what she wanted. Perking up, Eva's eyes lit up as she answered, "[color=pink]I'd really like pasta. With chicken. And cake,[/color]" Eva admitted, though she caught herself at the latter food item. "[color=pink]For dessert.[/color]" She hastily added, grinning at Arthur. The very last thing she wanted was to give Julius even more ammo to use against her, and there was little chance of him trying anything if they went somewhere.

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"[color=orangered]Ow! Okay, that's enough, stop![/color]"

"[color=orange]Oh, hush you big baby, I'm almost done--[/color]"

"[color=orangered]No, I changed my mind, you're going to pull it all out! Ow![/color]"

Alyssa managed to keep the wriggling Gigi underneath her, having pinned her down with one hand and a pair of tweezers in the other. Since Helene had decided to ignore her phone call in favor of either boinking Terrance or spending time with him (though she was pretty sure the two couldn't keep their hands off one another), Alyssa had taken it upon herself to give Gigi the makeover she needed. In truth, it was much preferable to Helene's attack on makeup, but Alyssa had noticed the girl's eyebrows were in need of plucking. After she pulled out the first hair, Gigi protested, and so rather than be understanding, the two had been wrestling for a good ten minutes until Alyssa found herself victorious. And so after plucking out the last hair, the brunette jumped off of Gigi, pulling her up and ignoring her glare.

"[color=orange]See? Perfect,[/color]" Alyssa wiggled her own eyebrows, tossing her tweezers onto her dresser and opening up her closet. "[color=orange]Okay, now how shall we dress you tonight?[/color]"

Gigi eyed Alyssa's closet warily. It wasn't nearly as flashy as Helene's nor was it as frilly as Eva's, and it was more colorful than Gigi's own collection. "[color=orangered]Something simple. Please,[/color]" She added her last word as she rubbed her sore skin, not wanting to further incur any of Alyssa's 'beauty treatments'. She watched her pull out something shimmery, eyeballing Gigi's size. After changing, she realized how big it was on her. "[color=orange]Oh, right, you're like, actually petite.[/color]" She turned back to her closet once again, letting out a dark chuckle as she pulled out what looked like an over-sized t-shirt. Despite not really understanding it, once she slipped it over her head, she realized why Alyssa had suggested it. It comfortably rested on her, showing off her figure entirely, leaving her back exposed. If Alyssa had worn it, it would've been way tighter on her, but it was pretty comfortable on her. "[color=orange]You like? I figured it was modest enough for you to like, but still has just a little sex appeal,[/color]" She explained, lightly tugging at the hem that sat mid-thigh.

"[color=orangered]I do,[/color]" Gigi admitted, running a hand through her hair.

Alyssa grinned again, and after spending some time on a pair of heels, she determined she was ready. Alyssa watched Gigi, who was relatively calm in stark contrast to her earlier panic. Was that anticipation she detected? Keeping her comments to herself, she heard her phone, and after seeing Jacob's message, she had to hold back a laugh. [i][color=orange]She's looking more like Cinderella now.[/color][/i] She replied, putting her phone down as she heard the door. Shoot, Alexander was here already, and Alyssa wasn't quite ready. "[color=orange]Why don't you go get that? I'm going to change, I feel all sweaty,[/color]" She told her as she began to take off her clothes. Once Gigi was out of the room, she practically ripped everything off, pulling on a dark, gray blouse and black skirt, quickly tying up a pair of short boots. Now that she was ready, she decided to carefully climb out the window, intending to meet Jacob at his car.

"[color=orangered]Oh, sure. Thanks for everything,[/color]" Gigi said, and once she approached the door, she found herself hesitating slightly as she placed her hand on the door. She had managed to keep herself under control, but now that he was here, she found herself nervous again. Well, too late to turn back now. Pulling open the door, she found herself delighted to see Alexander again. "[color=orangered]Good evening,[/color]" She greeted him, though she stopped as she heard Alyssa let out a yell from her room. "[color=orangered]...I'm sure she's fine.[/color]"

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