| Wednesday |
The clock was ticking, and with just two hours left until the date, Orm was spiraling.
She stared at her closet, her bed already covered with dresses, shirts, and pants she had rejected.
Prig let out an exaggerated sigh, tossing what felt like the 26th rejected dress onto the growing pile on the floor. "I give up. Just go naked. Honestly, I'm sure she'd like that even more."
"Prig!" Orm groaned, burying her face in her hands. "This isn't the time for jokes! It's almost 7 p.m., and I haven't even decided on shoes yet!"
Becky, ever the voice of reason, sat cross-legged on the bed, nibbling on a chip. "Why don't you just call her and ask? Like, should you dress fancy? Casual? Are we talking heels or sneakers? Save yourself the stress."
"Nope," Orm replied stubbornly, shaking her head as she continued rifling through her closet. "I'm not asking."
Becky threw her hands up. "Why not? It's a totally normal question!"
"Because!" Orm shot back. "I don't want to look like I'm... I don't know, unprepared or—ugh, just forget it!"
Prig groaned, sprawling dramatically onto the bed. "This is hopeless. You're hopeless. We're hopeless."
Orm ignored her friends' complaints, her focus entirely on the chaotic wardrobe she was now buried in.
Suddenly, Prig sat up, her face lighting up mischievously.
Her phone in hand, an impish grin spreading across her face. "Kwong says wear pants!"
Orm's head snapped out of the closet, her eyes wide with shock and betrayal. "PRIG! You fucking asked her?!"
Prig shrugged unapologetically, grinning. "We needed some guidance. You're welcome."
"You're unbelievable!" Orm hissed, her face burning with embarrassment.
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Fallen (Lingorm)
FanfictionTop fierce attorneys who can't stand each other or mostly- Orm.. For her, Lingling is the most annoying person alive-her cocky smile and constant wins in court drive her crazy. Always up against each other in court. Orm is determined to outdo Lingli...
