<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/15/3b8fec26c8b88c515dcc25857e5fa966.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Amelia 'Mimi' Whately (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=330468.msg15785487#msg15785487)<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>WTCH303-1890<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>History Witch<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Saturday, September 5th | Dinner time<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Serendipity's Bedroom<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Closed | Serendipity<br/><hr/><br/>Mimi, being the hyper-attentive dork that she was, certainly noticed that Sera's interest was growing more overt. No need to keep things clandestine anymore, right? Mimi had dressed up, as usual, with bold colors and flattering cuts. As if her hip bulk needed any more dressing up, and in fact the turtleneck she wore was bulky enough that it mildly obscured her natural hourglass. But traipsing around the room picking up stuff and oohing-and-aahing over it inevitably meant bending over from time to time. Never a wrong time to exaggerate that particular motion, spend a second extra longer in in bouncily wiggling from side to side...<br/><br/>"I'm not peeking!" And Mimi was as good as her word. She didn't necessarily like surprises but when she was<em>expecting</em>surprises it was a different story!<br/><br/>"Oooh! I<em>love </em>the color on the blouse." Cream was sometimes boring, but it formed a great base to make something more colorful pop without being visually overwhelming. Blah blah blah, Mimi's more analytical mind continued on. The less analytical part of her mind merely offered an appreciating stare, fully laid it on thick, the way she greedily searched the beauty that a pretty girl's neckline. Underrated, whether modest or significantly more showy. "Your turn to not peek." Her turn to boop Sera's forehead. Cute!<br/><br/>Mimi was a bit more daring- didn't bother to dodge into the closet, just went behind Sera's back. Shucking her clothes was a business-like affair, she didn't seem bait Sera into peeking on purpose. When she was done it turned out Mimi had played around with the informal pieces. There was another cereal brand proudly emblazoned onto her chest- Tony the Tiger's greatness, so on. She'd tied up the ends of the shirt with two smaller pigtail-like knots on each side to show off her slender stomach. Plain denim capris halfway down the calves, and her black turtleneck tied around the waist. Hair done up into a ponytail.<br/><br/>"I feel hot, anyways. I don't need to be fancy to have a good time."