“Ow!”
“Sorry!”
“Maybe you should get someone else to pin me, Reed…”
“No, I can do it! I’ve done this a thousand times!”
“Is that number equivalent to the amount of people you’ve poked with sewing needles?”
Reed Van Kamp gave Nadia his sorry excuse for a bitch glare, swatted her on the arm, and continued to walk around her in circles, leaving pins in the places that needed them. Prom was quickly approaching, and Reed had volunteered (along with Kurt Hummel) to make Disney themed dresses for all the girls that were going. The sewing was driving him crazy, but it was worth the experience.
He sighed a little, “This should hopefully be your last fitting, Miss Mermaid. As long as there’s no growth spurt between today and two weeks from now, you’ll be set.”
“I have no doubt I’m going to stay this height for the next two weeks… And the rest of my life,” Nadia said. She lifted the skirt of the purple-fading-into-green dress and gave a little twirl, “I love it, Reed. Thank you so much.”
“I’m glad,” he smiled, “You’re done. You can take it off.”
“…I don’t wanna,” said Nadia, twirling a bit more, “Hey, do you think Bailey will like it?”
“If he doesn’t, he doesn’t deserve to see you in it. You look flawless,” said Kurt Hummel, entering his and Reed’s bedroom, “Sarah was here earlier trying on her finalized Winnifred dress, which is actually a lot less disgusting than you’d think. She kept muttering something about ‘PSD’ and tearing up, but what else can you expect from her?”
Nadia giggled, “Okay, this is really, really pretty.”
“I agree,” Reed said, running a final inspection, “But seriously, you have to take it off now.”
Within the next three seconds, Kurt walked over, quickly unzipped the dress, and started yanking it off.
“Hey!” Nadia said defensively, “Just cause you’re gay doesn’t mean I want you tearing my clothes off…”
“Oh, it totally does!” Kurt said, “You told me yourself! ‘I only fall in love with gay-‘”
“That’s enough!” she huffed, putting on her street clothes, “You’re lucky I love you and the dress, cause otherwise I’d be purposely poking YOU with sewing needles.”
