A party you say? (Part two)
Marg and Elsa both were wearing nice dresses. I was just wearing my typical clothes: a chocolate shirt and a pair of black pants. I had a pair of sunglasses on, for once.
Marg in particular though was wearing something really nice like a noble or something. It was a blue one-piece dress and though at times I felt like I was looking at an angel. I tried to keep my composure but I often found my hand near her hair and ears.
Oh wait, she 'was' a noble: I kept forgetting that for some reason.
Compared to her, Elsa's red dress looked kind of dull. She did look good but I guess it was high time, she needed a proper party dress. Then again, she was a growing girl and we were currently going broke.
And I wanted to sigh already.
"Alright, behave yourself." Marg looked at her brother.