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Apparently, there’s cocktail attire and business casual and evening versus black tie. Obviously, I’d heard of all of these, and I actually thought I knew the difference.
When I showed Alice the dress I was thinking of wearing, I learned that was very much not the case.
Alice holds up another floor-length red dress and thrusts it at me. “This could be the one.”
“I am certain anything with that low of a neckline is not the one.” It looks like something a Kardashian would wear. Or a teenager on Riverdale. Either way, it’s entirely too sexual and not for me at a work event.
“You say that about all of them!” Alice exclaims. She throws her hands up and dives back into the dresses.
I’m trying to help. I really am. But… there’s only so much I can force myself to care about.
As of now, I’m trying not to worry myself sick about the event itself.
“I’m going to make you look like a princess,” Alice says, not for the first time.
I lean my head on her shoulder. “Thank you, Alice.”
“Hmm.” Alice pokes at a black dress, and a river of sequins dance. She glances at me hopefully and I shake my head. “Okay. So, what has got you feeling so down? Iknowit isn’t having Sugar Daddy’s credit card.”
“He isn’t my sugar daddy,” I laugh, rolling my eyes.
Alice snickers. “I mean, unlimited black card and an order to go buy a fancy dress so he can take you to a party…”
“It’s for appearances,” I explain. I’ve tried telling her this already, but she hasn’t really come to my side of it yet. “He needs a date, and since Lewis is going, and Lewis is bringing Jessi, he can’tnotbring me.”
“I don’t think that is as good of a reason as you and David keep telling yourselves it is,” Alice says. She gasps and turns to me with puppy dog eyes. Behind her head, I see orange tulle.
“Never,” I vow.
“I just don’t see how going to this party?—”
“Banquet—”
“Circle jerk of rich dudes playing charity for one evening before going back to not caring?—”
“David’s actually on several really great committees?—”
“Is going to do anything other than end up with you waist-deep in a pile of ice cream and regrets calling me at three a.m.”
I give her an unimpressed stare. “I could wait till morning to call you?”
“Girl. Ugh,” she huffs and dramatically makes eye contact as she slides the dress over on the rack.
“Okay, so remind me again why we are Team David?” Alice asks.
I bite the inside of my cheek, pushing dresses aside. None of these seemright.
“I’m… not Team David?—”
“You literally fucked in the office yesterday?—”
“Okay, but?—”
“No buts—” Alice wiggles her eyebrows. “Or….”
“Ew!” I burst into laughter. “Okay, stop!”
“Yuck!” she giggles. “Okay, but seriously!”
