"Now, I wish you'd stop stalling and put on something nice like me so we can go," Breanne said. Suddenly, there was a strange tingling sensation around her neck, and then it was gone.
Jake nodded and went to his bedroom. About fifteen minutes later, Breanne started to get worried when he didn't come back. It usually didn't take him this long to change clothes. So, she went to his bedroom to see what was taking so long.
Upon entering the bedroom, she got the shock of her life. Jake was dressed in that one strappy red dress that she accidentally left at his apartment a few months ago. On his feet were the red heels that came with the dress.
"Jake? What the hell are you wearing?"
"I ... can't ... stop ... myself," Jake said, as he began to walk awkwardly towards Breanne. He just wasn't used to walking in heels. He grabbed her purse and rummaged through it.
"What are you doing?!"
A moment later, his hand emerged with a tube of lipstick. And Breanne watched in stunned silence as Jake applied it to his lips.
