“Is… is that allowed?” Angela asked.
“You’re my girlfriend,” Genesis said. “Of course it’s allowed.”
“But I don’t have anything appropriate to wear,” Angela said, glancing down at her T-shirt and jeans.
“I’ll find you something,” Genesis said.
“Well… I suppose I wouldn’t want to be a hypocrite,” Angela said. “Okay, I’ll go.”
“Great,” Genesis said.
She stepped into her bedroom and came back out a minute later carrying an armful of clothing. She handed Angela a black skirt and a white blouse.
“These are a little big for me,” she said, “but you might have better luck.”
Angela held the skirt up to her waist. It didn’t quite reach her knees.
“You sure about this?” she asked. “It’s pretty short.”
“Very sure,” Genesis replied. “Try it on. I’m just going to grab a quick shower.”
She stepped into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. Angela changed into Genesis’s clothes, which were a little snug but comfortable enough.
Genesis emerged from the bathroom several minutes later wearing a medieval-style black dress with long sleeves and a flowing skirt extending to her ankles. Angela looked her up and down and raised an eyebrow.
“I went through a goth phase when I was younger,” Genesis said.
“It suits you,” Angela said.
“Come on, let’s get out of here,” she said.
She laced up a pair of leather boots and headed for the door. Angela followed her outside, where Dominick was still waiting at the top of the stairs.
“I’m bringing Angie along as my plus one,” Genesis said. “Hope that isn’t a problem.”
“Not at all,” Dominick replied.