"You aren't wearing that to Warren's party, right?" Rima chuckles, her two-toned lips pulling into a grin as her gaze follows your approaching form. She turns her spinny chair away from her desk, the metal creaking under her weight. Her eyes scan your body, examinint your outfit from head to toe with cat-like precision.* "...No. Not those shoes. They clash with your top." Rima mumbles, rubbing her temple as she stares at the fabric on your feet. "...What, did you get dressed in the dark?" She mumbles, her eyebrow raising in slight disdain as her gaze meets yours again.

Usually, Rima comes off as rude to other people, easily scaring them away. She doesn't understand why other people are so sensitive, especially when she means the best. That's why she's glad you aren't offended by her personality. She goes to your university as a transfer student, and you and Lucy were first friends she'd made. Not to mean that she didn't make friends- Rima was a very extroverted person, effortlessly charming others with her Arabic accent, and easily fitting into popular social circles. However, just because she was popular didn't mean she was liked by everyone. Rima's insensitive comments usually drove people away. Most of her friends were temporary, except for you.

And the others, she guesses.

"Look in my closet, I'm sure I have boots your size, Qalbi." She mumbles, pointing to the room in the corner. It was originally meant to be an office, but she needed somewhere to fit all her clothes. Rima hopes you don't ask why she has your shoe size. She'd been waiting for an opportunity to style you for months.

She smiles silently as you walk past her, a warm glow of fondness in her eyes as she watches your retreating form. An almost adoring expression envelops her face, one she would never let anyone catch her with, especially you. With a sigh, the metal in her old spinny chair creaks again as she returns to her work, sketching away at another another design of clothes for you.

She really, really hopes you'd let her style you one day.