"Thanks for asking Jun, but I actually managed to get something just before I left. There was this saleswoman that us____ me down a few of the ____ and managed to get me a costume that she said was some___ similar to yours? I'm not exactly sure what that means as mine looks a little more like a devil compared to your goth outfit. Something along the lines of allowing a little more roleplay?" Jun's brow furrowed a little as some of the English passed over her head, but the words seemed to stir a memory of her before she came into the store. Before Jun and her past seemed so real.
"I mean" Kelan continued, "It's not like you've been any different since I've met you. Whilst this outfit is a little more elaborate than what you'd usually wear, you've always been this way. Maybe this new outfit of mine will just be a good talking point for the party? Meet some more of your friends there?" Like a white flash, memories of Jennifer, her old life, vanished leaving Jun's mind and personality the only thing remaining.
Did she have any friends that were coming to the party? It was hard enough to remember how she had the invitation in the first place, let alone if any of her friends were coming. Heading out of the store with her goods in tow, she raised her phone back up, checking the time. Its already 8pm! The party was supposed to start at 7! How long had she been in the store for now? "Can't wait to see you in outfit! Make sure leave soon ne! Its already start!" Jun shuffled at a slightly quicker pace towards some taxis that appeared to be waiting on the street, the restrictive nature of the dress pulling considerably at her chest and arms as the swish of the silk and lace skirt prevented her from taking too large of a step.
Getting into the cab, she showed the driver the address on her phone after scrolling up her conversation with Kelan and whispering "please here" before scrolling back down, noticing a few messages from Reiko and Miko. She unconciously adjusted her hair, draping it over one shoulder whilst smoothing out her skirt, her gloved hands running softly over the silk.
"[[Where are you!]] Reiko asked in Japanese, [[I was assuming that you'd be here to introduce us to some American guys! You know my English isnt that good!]]. [[You'd better get here quick, I feel all out of place!]] The two had taken a selfie of themselves outside of the house, Reiko dressed up in a modestly revealing Kimono with some swords as decoration, whilst Miko seemed to have played the sterotypical cat girl dress up with ears, a tail and some facepaint mimiking a cats nose with some whiskers.
[[Cute!]] Jun slowly typed back, a large smile adorning her face whilst opening her phone and taking a photo of her own cat ears and tail in her bag. [[I really sorry that I'm late, I honestly don't know what happened with the time. I'll be there soon, just getting a cab over now.]]
Jun's phone chimed again, this time from Kelan.
"I think we have a problem" Kelan muttered, his voice somwhat full of dread. Kelan stood infront of a bathroom mirror, his top off showing his somewhat pudgy phisique. He had a set of horns in one hand, a spaded tail in the other, the sink littered with what appeared to be contact lenses, some fire red body paint stick as well as a fairly skimpy black leather bikini a laced front and back clearly meant to be a costume of a succubuss rather than that of a devil. Jun couldn't help but giggle a bit, her cheeks gaining the hint of rose from a faint blush at Kelan's state.
"Kelan-kun, you know I love you no matter what you look like. Too late for another costume, so put on what you can and bring rest of it with you, I'll help you get ready, ne?" Kelan was quick to text back "I'm already here and inside, they said that I had to have a costume on to stay, so come find me in the downstairs bathroom when you get here ok?"
Slightly confused as to how he managed to get to the party so quick, she looked up just as the cab pulled over to a stop. People seemed to be all over the street, the sunlight just starting to fade and the party appearing to be in full swing. The driver looking back over to her. "That will be 23.17 miss. You take care tonight, you hear?" As Jun carefully pull herself out, turning around and performing a curtsey. "Thank you, I will" before heading up the stairs and into the house.