Coral tugs on her shirt, the sleeves snug tight against her biceps. She would need to replace this soon, but for now, she buttons the creamy velvet shirt up. She tucks her shirt end into her brown trousers, and secures it with a black leather belt.

She rolls her shoulders, debating on wearing the blood rest vest that hung on her coat rack by the bedroom door. Kate was taking the bus, so she didn't need to rush. All though, she would much rather her baby not need to take the bus, Kate still insisted. But at least, she got to admire her little lover.

She grabs her black rimmed glasses and pushing them up her hooked nose. Coral tugs on her sleeve cuffs.