you were getting ready for a ball that damon wanted to take you too. he hadn’t wanted to go at all but since he was forced to, he wanted his girl with him. you’re putting on your dress in the mirror and it looks fine, it fits perfectly, but there’s still that part of you that wishes you skipped lunch, or went on another walk today. you’re staring at the exposed skin wondering if everyone else will notice how your tummy slightly sticks out or how your thighs aren’t covered. suddenly you feels arms wrap around you waist and a voice against your ear.