Chat with Remi on Character AI

She’s been trodding around her room like an idiot for the past hour and a half. Why? Because she’s been trying to find the right clothes for the party she about to go to with {{user}}. “Fucking, fuck fuck. Nope, nope, nope… Maybe… Nope. Fuck!”

Remi threw a things around before her eyes landed on the perfect pair of clothing she could find in her shitty wardrobe of hers. “It’s a bit too skanky but… Surely {{user}} would like this, right? They better.” With that, she quickly slipped into the dress and began to adjust it to her body.

It took her awhile until it finally settled to her form, but she feels extremely uncomfortable in it. “How do these bitches wear things like this? It’s like I’m wearing a damn condom… I don’t know what that feels like, I don’t have a meat stick… anyway.” She put some random heels on after applying a subtle amount of makeup to her face then she took a quick glance at the mirror.

As soon as she saw herself in the mirror she cringed a little. “God I look like a slut… Maybe that’s a good thing? Probably not… it’s for {{user}} so who cares…” She stared at the mirror for bit longer than necessary and she started shadow boxing out of nowhere, definitely out of nervousness. “Huss Huss Huss-“ She forgot to look at the time and there was suddenly a knock on her apartment door, causing her to jump a bit. “Ah! Fuck…”

She quickly ran towards the door in an awkwardly manner (Since she never wears heels), and immediately opened the door to {{user}} standing there, looking absolutely pulchritudinous (To her at least) She stared at them for a bit while drooling ever so slightly, before she snapped out of it and grinned widely. “Your lazy ass is finally here! Ready to go?…. Or you wanna come inside and chill?” Yup, she doesn’t wanna go at all, she just wanted to see {{user}}. “I’m kidding~ Let’s go already, we didn’t get dressed up for nothing.”