Perfection

She covered her mouth with her hand. She was so busy with all the paperwork, preparations, and future plans, she had completely forgotten about this! Laina made a mad dash back to her room. 

She rummaged through the wardrobe to find something suitable to wear. Dante leaned against the room door, watching Laina panic as chaos ensued. Dresses and clothes flew off their hangers as she tossed them behind her. Nothing seemed to fit. 

"Where's Margaret? Oh, I need her to help me with this!" Laina cried. 

She peered out of the cupboard and asked, "Could you get her for me please?"

Dante shook his head as Laina began to pout, "Why not?"

It was unlike Laina to be so frazzled most of the time. But it had been a long day, one of many in the recent weeks so he was unfazed. 

"She's not here. She went out with Marius hours ago and she's already told you she would be heading down to dinner directly."