I tug at my skirt again and Lucy slaps my hand away.
"You look fine Sunsun and by fine I mean fine." She winks, flicking my unsupported breasts through the cotton material of my black cardigan.
"Lucy stop." I giggle, slapping her hand.
Ella laughs watching us through the mirror and her hands slips, smearing her lipstick all over her cheek. All three of us erupt with laughter at the sight.
We might be a little too tipsy to drive anyway at the moment.
"How are we getting to this club if I may ask?" I ask Lucy while she ruffles her hair for the hundredth time.
"I told you already a nice man named," She checks her phone, "Antonio? My dads name is Antonio!" She yells happily and her joy is infectious making me clap my hands in excitement.
"Are y'all done in there! It's almost 11pm for Christ sake!" Josh yells from outside Lucy's door.
Lucy rushes to open the door after fixing her skin tight dress that accentuates her lovely figure.