Well, it is 7:02 pm. Her hair is brushed and neatly put up in a loose bun so little pieces of hair frame her face. A little lip gloss and pink blush lightly brushed on makes her image perfect in the mirror. “It’s as perfect as it’s going to get.” She sighs as she murmurs under her breath.

Kaitlyn is wearing a soft peach cotton dress that goes to the middle of her thighs. Not too high and not too low. A pair of dark brown sandals that latch around her ankles and a small dark brown purse for her money and I.D., just in case they go to a...