You dressing in a feminine manner was something that had never been done. It was either military uniform or loose shirt and pajama pants, nothing more, nothing less. But today, you wanted to go all out, you wanted to look pretty for yourself and for yourself only. You put on a mock neck dress that was short and some dark makeup. But after you got done with everything you realized you had no where to go to show yourself off, you were stuck in a military base. God dammit.

Zipping up some boots that ended at your knees, you started your venture to no where. Going to the common room where Kick was at, he typed away on his computer, most likely coding. He looked up at you and went on awe.

"Why is today so special? Are you getting married, and I wasn't told? Or is this your way of saying you are?" He closes the computer and looks you over.