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[sub][color=lightgray]A [@HaleyTheRandom] & [@TootsiePop] Collab[/color][/sub]
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[indent][color=lightgray]Standing in the doorway of her closet, Lilliana was currently trying to figure out what to wear to this year's Great Bash. While she was feeling a bit of the pre-party anxiety, she was feeling more frustrated than anything. Looking through hanger after hanger and drawer after drawer, Lily was mentally exhausted. She had plenty of clothes! There wasn’t any reason she should have any problem picking an outfit. 

Her brother Lance was waiting as patiently as ever on her bed, scrolling through various forms of social media as she huffed and puffed, tossing various articles of clothing over her shoulder. 

[color=04CDCC]"Okay… I think I have it down to three options…”[/color] snatching the pieces of fabric up as she made her way to the bathroom, the young woman closed the door behind her before changing into the [url=https://www.pinterest.com/pin/Adoc9oA7098OkzNpRJO4i8E-Z5AZ-TjYlsyoau5rzGd8ivPJPvk5B_yARLb4d4ny2uvqnub2H0BDVHZ0M9ZsKGA/]first option.[/url] 

[color=04CDCC]"It’s cute and comfy. A liiiitle flirty. But maybe too school girl,”[/color] she said, stepping back out into the main room. [color=04CDCC]"What do you think?”[/color]

Looking up from his phone, having read a few articles on the Rococo Era Fashion, which this era was based on richness and artifice, for inspiration and to kill time, his bored expression shifted to disgust, as he saw every wrongdoing his sister ever made in her first choice. What would she do without him? For any other lady, sure, they could make this work, but not his sister. Not on his watch. As such, Lance answered her question with a question. [color=C8961E]“Are you trying to be a cliché, [i]Lilliana?[/i]”[/color] 

Standing up, tossing his phone on her bed, he strolled toward her, priding himself in his natural ability to influence her, and eyed her up and down, in Lance’s oh-so-welcoming, scrutinizing way.  [color=C8961E]“You will not become some perv’s sexual fantasy! Thank [i]God[/i] the ensemble at least goes well together. I’ll give you that. You rarely can go wrong with earth tones. But babygirl, can you at least give me some pop in color and not let some unworthy heathen fetishize over you?”[/color] Lance’s [url=https://youraverageguystyle.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/05/Mens-Fashion-Blog-How-To-Wear-Pink-For-Men-1.jpg]outfit[/url] popped just enough, since he chose to sport pink, but it wasn’t too blaring to get him called out as an attention whore. He was an average guy, making pink fashionable for more than just prep boys, while still managing to slip on some [url=https://youraverageguystyle.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/05/Mens-Fashion-Blog-How-To-Wear-Pink-For-Men-4.jpg]accessories[/url].  

Putting his hands on her shoulders, he turned her around to face her mirror hanging on the bathroom door so she could see how disgraceful her look was to him, but most importantly, to herself.  [color=C8961E]“This is the GREAT Bash, Lil’. You can do better than [i]this.[/i] Let’s try again.”[/color] He slapped her butt, which was his way of telling her to go back into the dungeon where she came from.  

Oof. 

Yes, he was harsh, but only because he loved her. She was a beauty and yet, without him she was utterly hopeless and had no idea how to showcase it. What can you do?  

With a defeated sigh that blew a loose strand of hair from her face as she stared at herself in the mirror, Lily couldn’t help but think of how right her brother was. Her current outfit of choice screamed school girl kink, and while she secretly might be trying to get laid tonight, this outfit wasn’t the way to go about it. 

Rolling her eyes as she walked back to the closet, she took a moment to decide where exactly she went wrong with her first choice. Was it the skirt? The long sleeves? Lance had suggested color. Hell with it. Why not go in a completely different direction? Shimmying out of her skirt, Lilliana quickly pulled on her jeans of choice before changing her shirt. Some people would find it weird that she and her brother were so comfy changing around each other, but Lilliana had never gave it a second thought. Changing in front of Lance wasn’t any different from changing in front of her friends. 

Pulling her hair out from under the tank top, Lil did a slow spin that allowed Lance to see nearly all angles of the [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/be/a2/cd/bea2cd94cd07b936a6b66de08c4d8ad0.jpg]the new outfit.[/url] 

[color=04CDCC]“Tell me I’m at least headed in a better direction,”[/color] she said, her tone making it clear that she was starting to get slightly frustrated. 

While yes, she was getting somewhere, Lance was still not impressed. For a lady with such an appetizing body, a SWIMMER body, she was so, so, so coy in how she dressed. [color=C8961E]“Light of my life. My sweet, sweet cupcake.”[/color] He paced around the room, trying to think of the right words to say. [color=C8961E]“You do know I adore the silk cami look, it’s a beautiful minimal design, and a summer staple, but Sugarplum. That was [i]so[/i] last year.”[/color] 

He sighed heavily, marching to her bed once more, all the while complaining,  [color=C8961E]“Do you know how many girls strutted that look at last year’s party? [b]TOO MANY[/b].”[/color] Grabbing a pillow off her bed, he turned on his heel and darted it to her face, [color=C8961E]“What do you want to achieve tonight anyways?! If you’re trying to make an impression, then: MAKE AN IMPRESSION,”[/color] which was his polite way of saying if you want to get laid, you can DO BETTER.    

Throughout Lilliana's whole life, she had been making impressions on people. Academically, athletically, and sometimes beauty wise. Her biggest impressions from her looks had been with the help of Lance. Where she'd be without him, she didn't know. Probably dressed like a school girl having an affair with a professor or something. She mentally seated the thought out of her head in the same way she did the pillow that Lance had sent flying towards her. With a playful glare, she snatched her very last and most desperate attempt from the clothes hanger. 

[Color=04CDCC]"Just know I put up with your passive aggressiveness because I love you and you make good points, okay?"[/color]

[color=C8961E]“Omigod. I love you too.”[/color] He snickered back, while taking his seat once more and crossing his legs. 

With the previous failed attempt switched out for her [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c8/39/5b/c8395be0a9a4767765e3a87f398f31e6.jpg]current attempt[/url], Lil did yet another twirl before speaking again. 

[Color=04CDCC]"I was thinking of pairing this with some gold bracelets or something - if you approve, of course,"[/color] she stated, her hands on her hips as she awaited her brothers verdict. 

Silently, Lance observed his sister. His eyes surveyed her up and down, and up and down, before he excitedly clapped his hands, [color=C8961E]“I love it. Sure, it isn’t as colorful as I’d prefer, but it works, Lil’. It has a bit of you but it also has a bit of sexy vixen ready to make the night her little bitch.”[/color] Finally, they could get going. They were running late, but that’s okay. All in the name of love.  He’d do anything for his sister. 

Standing up, he strode to Lily and childishly grinned, [color=C8961E]“No need for a jacket, I’m sure a boy will take his shirt off for you.”[/color] While he was surprisingly accepting of his sister having flings, he knew if it got too deep, then it would become a problem. Checking the time on his wrist watch, he dramatically gasped, [color=C8961E]“I’ll get us an uber. Catch me outside, bye baby-boo.”[/color] 

[Color=04CDCC]"Thank God,"[/color] Lil exclaimed. [Color=04CDCC]"If I had to try on another outfit, I wasn't going."[/color] Clasping a simple gold necklace around her neck, the young woman simply nodded at the explanation of her brother’s plans. 

Swiftly, his services here were no longer needed and he went to her bed, grabbed his phone, and then scurried his way downstairs and out of her apartment, which was right across from Dino’s . Once he had excited the room, Lily brushed her hair one last time before grabbing her phone off of the bedside table. The urge to grab a jacket overwhelmed her as she realized just how much skin she was showing. 

While requesting an uber on the app, Lance decided to cross the street and kill some time: [color=C8961E]“You.”[/color] He approached a boy with mediocre style at best, with an interesting choice of yellow for a jacket, and cleared his throat, [color=C8961E]“You look familiar. Go to Meadow?”[/color] Knowing his sister, she would take another five minutes, so he might as well keep himself busy. Sure, it was outlandish to talk to random people, but that was just the type of guy Lance was. Outlandish. Eccentric. Fabulous. A billionaire-in-the-making.  

Shaking her head in defiance, as she locked her apartment door, Lilliana made her way out to the street where she expected to find her brother. Instead what she found was her other half was across the street. Raising a brow as her protective instincts kicked in, Lilliana crossed the street, preparing herself to get Lance out of whatever potential trouble he may or may not cause. [/color][/indent]