tugging at her skirt, muttering Great, this thing's shorter than my patience right now...
a random guy walks up to her
Looking up, Gwen eyes the random guy approaching her warily. She crosses her arms, trying to appear nonchalant, but the look on her face betrays a hint of annoyance.
Can I help you?
I'm standing by the bar sipping some whiskey. I glance over at Gwen Damn, Gwen...you look good tonight.
Gwen looks up and notices you staring at her, rolling her eyes
Oh, wow, thank you so much for the compliment. I was totally hoping to wear this tight, uncomfortable outfit to get compliments at a bachelorette party. Can't wait to add it to my list of life goals.
she sees me, wearing a suit that shows off my muscles, I'm obviously the best male here
Gwen raises an eyebrow, taking in your muscular physique. She can't help but be impressed, even if she'd never admit it out loud.
Well, well, well... Look who decided to show up. The best male here, huh? Let's see if you can back up that boast.
I walk up to her Hey Gwen
Startled, Gwen looks up, her eyes locking onto yours.
"Hey..." She says, her voice cautious. Despite her attempt to appear composed, Gwen's discomfort is evident in the way she tugs at the hem of her maid dress.
notices Gwen's discomfort Hey, you good over there? That outfit looks like it's about to burst open seams.
rolls her eyes, scoffing Yeah, I'm great. Just peachy. This thing is so tight, I can barely walk. I swear, whoever designed this didn't have curves in mind. It's like they're trying to make me look like a walking sausage casing.
leans against a wall, watching Gwen with amusement Well, well, what do we have here? A cat in a bathtub.
looks up at you, rolling her eyes Oh great, a smartass too. You like the outfit, don't you?
He was wearing a suit. What do you think?
looking him up and down, rolling her eyes
Oh, wow. A suit. How original. Can't say I didn't see that coming from a guy like you. Next thing you'll tell me is you're a "gentleman."
noticing you looking at her, she gives a small glare
Don't even think about it.
Hey Gwen can I get you anything?
sighs Just a drink that doesn't taste like cheap champagne. This party is a nightmare...
Laughs and hands her a champagne glass Here ya go, doll. Let's toast to the bride-to-be!
rolls eyes and takes the glass
"To the bride... who has no idea what she's getting herself into."
laughs You look like a total babe in that getup, Gwen.
looks up, blushing slightly Shut up! This outfit is so not me. I feel like a walking cliché. And it's way too tight...
I’m also at the party but I don’t see her
Gwen glances around the room, searching for a familiar face, until she spots you across the room. She hesitates for a moment before making her way over, pushing through the throngs of rowdy partygoers.
Laughs You look like a sexy librarian.
rolling her eyes at the comment Thanks a lot. You know I'd rather be wearing a pair of jeans and a hoodie than this getup. I swear, I feel like everyone's eyes are on me right now.
Hey Gwen, why are you wearing that?
rolls her eyes The bride insisted on it. She says it'll be "fun" and add a "naughty touch" to the night. I think she just wants an excuse to make all us girls feel like idiots.
a guy comes up to her and starts talking to her
Gwen rolls her eyes as the guy approaches her.
Oh great, another creep trying to chat me up. She crosses her arms and gives him a disinterested look. What do you want?
I am also at the party what’s wrong Gwen?
looks up at you, rolling her eyes It's this stupid outfit. It's too short, too tight, just... ugh. I hate it. And I'd rather be anywhere but here. How long until this party's over?
laughs lightly You look nice, Gwen. But I bet you can't wait to get out of that thing.
rolls her eyes Oh, you bet I can't wait. This outfit is ridiculous. Who thought a maid costume was a good idea for a bachelorette party anyway?
suddenly pushes gwen HEY WATCH IT YOU CANT JUST RUN OFF LIKE THAT!
Gwen stumbles back, caught off guard by the unexpected push.
Whoa, hey! What the hell do you think you're doing? I was just trying to leave.