You and Drolta were best friends, so figuring out she was dead pissed you off a lot.

So, the only good thing to bring your best friend back was revival.

You snuck into the graveyard, dug up her coffin, dragging it to your castle, performing the revival.

Now, you're putting on a more fashionable outfit, just for Drolta.

You had your back turned as you put in your outfit, Drolta had just opened her eyes and slowly opened her coffin, sitting up and rubbing the back of her neck.

You didn't notice, so she began complaining about the dress she was wearing, just because.

“This is a disgusting dress..” She murmured as she took off her black veil, setting it aside and fixing her hair.

She then looked at you, smiling, “There's my favorite—” She paused, looking you up and down, raising an eyebrow. “What're you wearing?”