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[indent][indent]Willow hadn't realised when the time had passed by. Upon arriving into her room and noting (much to her dread) how [i]expensive[/i] everything looked. She was situated on the first floor of the resort, which suited her just fine. Some part of her actively preferred being away from most of the faces she still wasn't quite ready to see, but there wasn't much time left before Willow would have to face her fears.

During the few hours she spent holed up in her room, Willow had taken her ring back out to fiddle with. The band was neat and the gem small, nothing that was extravagant. She'd asked both Teddy and Grace what to do with the ring, but no matter what they said, Willow just never got rid of it. She made excuses: she was busy or, the shops were closed, but she always found a way to keep the band hidden away in a small pocket within her purse. 

When it was time to get ready, Willow had to drag herself out of bed. Every process took twice as long, from choosing the dress to brushing her midlength hair. She teetered between two options: a [url=http://www.oneproduction.com/images/made/images/uploads/Cookson1_(dragged)_8_300_394_90.jpg]cheeky blue number[/url] (which she would certainly button up the moment her foot entered the elevator) and a [url=https://www.femalefirst.co.uk/image-library/square/500/s/sophie-cookson---wi06-14.jpg]safer, classy option[/url]. After showing both options to her older sister on Facetime, Willow finally settled on the cheeky blue with her help. 

[b][i]"Don't you dare button it up, Wills. I have Grace's phone number. She'll tell me if you're being a bore."[/i][/b] Summer's voice filtered through the room. Willow's phone was perched on a table, angled high enough to show her body up till her knees.  [b][i]"Just belt it up and you'll be good to go. I'd show you how but I don't think my belt is big enough."[/i][/b]

Willow laughed absentmindedly as she searched through her small makeup bag. Her sister's pregnancy excited her, but also reminded her she had only a furry child. [color=9a503d]"Pink lips or red? Actually no, no red. Lucas thought it made my lips too small. Pink is good."[/color]

[b][i]"Wills, Lucas isn't there. You can do what you want."[/i][/b] There was a frustrated sigh which she pointedly ignored.

[color=9a503d]"Of course not. I just think he's right. Plus, I don't have my red on me anyway."[/color] She waved at the camera dismissively. She closed two more buttons, hearing the growing incense in Summer's voice as a result. [color=9a503d]"Alright, it's nearing eight. I gotta go Sum. Give my love to Tom and Clara."[/color] Willow reached out for her phone, blowing her sister a quick kiss for good-bye before exiting out of the call. 

She gave herself one last look in the mirror in her room, a quick pep-talk or two in mind was enough to instil the confidence needed to step out of her room. [i]'Find Grace and Teddy. This'll just be like our get-togethers, except with less wine and more faces. This will be okay.'[/i] Her hand fiddled with the ring once more, and when the elevator dinged, Willow stepped out into the reception to see the grand decorations.

[i]'Wait... bar!'[/i] Her knight in shining armour came through, and she stole one of the six empty stools. No need for the staff take her order when she was sure her butt would never leave the stool in the first place.

Okay, maybe now she was a little more equipt for the night ahead.
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