She gingerly stepped in, smoothing her dress down. She felt like a lady in this dress, it was white with small lace snowflakes on her shoulders and running down her transparent sleeves and was randomly dotted on her dress petticoat underneath. A hidden layer, the final detail to the dress.
Max had only decided a short time ago to wear a dress and it wasn't going to be as elaborate as this but as much as she felt feminine, she had made too much of an effort with the whole winter theme. She was here to hand the present over and then go. Zachary probably didn't want to talk but she had to explain the reason why she had gone out and bought three presents with her. She hadn't gone full-blown girl shopping in a long time and strangely she enjoyed it because she didn't gain the most out of it. That was what she most nervous about, having to explain. She walked over to the wall and made sure that she was giving her present to the right person and waited patiently, tapping her foot on the floor. Counting. Counting her nerves.
Max had only decided a short time ago to wear a dress and it wasn't going to be as elaborate as this but as much as she felt feminine, she had made too much of an effort with the whole winter theme. She was here to hand the present over and then go. Zachary probably didn't want to talk but she had to explain the reason why she had gone out and bought three presents with her. She hadn't gone full-blown girl shopping in a long time and strangely she enjoyed it because she didn't gain the most out of it. That was what she most nervous about, having to explain. She walked over to the wall and made sure that she was giving her present to the right person and waited patiently, tapping her foot on the floor. Counting. Counting her nerves.