Author's Note: Short little piece of nothingness mediocre crap. Because in the Alice and Wonderland scenario, Kim looks like a fucking queen. And I'm sure Violette noticed. Yes, yes the title is from Good Burger.
Now to get back to those requests I gotta finish. And though this is irrelevant, I must share that this seagull shit on my friend's head today. One of those priceless moments in life I will always cherish XD
Kim didn't like dresses.
As most people who dislike dresses, she didn't wear them. Violette had never seen her wear a skirt either.
So imagine her surprise when she rounded the corner of the hallway to see Kim sporting a practically princess-esque gown. Violette nearly gasped, bemused lips agape as she awkwardly braked before Kim.
"Whoa," she breathed in awe. Silk rustled sweetly as Kim stopped in her stride. Violette's eyes traveled up from the thistle hem to the satin pink-white strip of fabric that separated the skirt from the bodice. The scooped neck was fringed with lavender-pink lace and wide, wide enough for Violette to gaze openly upon her sublime cleavage.
"Yeah, I know," Kim muttered, lifting her skirt with her delicately gloved fingers and swishing it critically. "Seriously not my thing. But Rosalya already made me pay for it and I know she and Alexy worked hard. I can't just ask for something else."
Violette could see one lone bra strap over Kim's defined collarbone, the carnation snippet peeking out from her slightly puffed sleeve. It was so slim, so silky looking. Just what kind of bra did Kim have under that dress?
"Uh. Violette...?"
"Sorry." She raised her eyes to Kim's and sheepishly tugged at one of her braids, hoping Kim didn't notice the heat that crept into her cheeks. "I was just thinking that you actually look really pretty in that dress. I like the rose in your hair, it's a nice touch."
Uh-huh. Because the rose was totally what she was paying attention to.
"Really? Candy said the same thing." Kim grinned impishly. "But you know, I think it sounds better coming from you." She winked and walked away, leaving Violette a blushing, stammering mess.