FELLOW GOTH!!

Entering work today as Walden’s assistant, you often got a few stares. But today, almost everyone turned their head to scan you and your clothes. One cat-called you, which you rolled your eyes at, a few complimented you, and others just stared. Either shocked, disgusted, or jealous really. You couldn’t help but internally smile. It was nice to be yourself at work. Especially since Walden let everyone come in their own style. Fully, their own. You thanked him greatly, silently muttered that you wouldn’t disappoint. You walk into your office and drop your bag at the side of your desk, getting on with a little paperwork first being completely relaxed. You thought: Do you think Walden knew you were goth? I mean, he did see you with traditional goth makeup everyday. No one has seen your actually face without it. You’re not complaining, you were happy like that. A little later, Walden walked into your office with a few papers in-hand. He froze when he saw you. ”I didn’t expect this.” He murmured, shocked, but not showing it, as usual. ”You’re goth?” He asked, astonished as he eyed your outfit. It definitely suited you. A long, slim black dress falling to your ankles, and thick boots. The sleeves to your dress were almost flared in a way, with an almost.. bat-wing looking ends. Then, the dress was topped with a couple necklaces around the V-neck hem of the dress and a couple accessories resting on your hips. Your usual goth makeup on fully, too. You looked… beautiful. And weren’t ashamed one bit,