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Haruko sighed, her green eyes gazing out the window of the limo that had came to pick her up. Everyone that knew about Zetsumei asking Haruko out to a mere dinner, was rather..estatic. A lady helped her out with her dress. Well, since, Haruko lacked some fashion sense on the recent world of dresses. And Haruko declined the idea of going to a salon. When she could just blowdry her hair herself. No make up at all. Haruko failed to see the reasoning to it. You were just hiding under the blush, if you wore makeup. The red head stared at her lap. Her finger going to her neck, then tracing down to about mid stumach. That's the neck of the black dress. Well, it did surely cover her bosom, just extra cloth was folded anf ruffled a but, exposing the sides of her breasts and skin, yet still looking oddly suffisticated.. The dress itself was rather tight. And she wore no jewelry, just, herself.
The limo finally yeilded to a stop. Haruko took it upon herself to let herself out of the vehicle. The heels clicking on the ground. She gently shut the door behind her. Haruko sighed, nervous really. Her heart was pounding. The woman shiftly turned around, her a strand of red hair moving into her face. Haruko gently moved it a side, letting her green eyes catch Zetumsei. She could only look. She could only gaze at him, from afar. Like some starstruck fan of a celebrity.
"Zetsumei?"
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