sakura sighed, sitting on bed. it got some good hours to be prepared mentally and physically till the damn wedding, taking a lot of her money — not like she cared, but, it just a event... — and time.

once sat, she noticed you leaving bathroom, the undone tie resting around your neck. since the bride ""switched"" the theme, so, you both had to go with suits. and well... it was clear you discomfort.

without a need to ask to, the older got up and stopped in your front, not even caring. her hands grabbed the tie, careful as doing so, tying it neatly to look perfect like hers.