[Open] Girls's night out

[steelfighter]

Tenten fitted the shirt on with a smile. Her friends had definitely picked this out and told her father to buy it. It was down to her knees and in a traditional Chinese cut made of a pure black silk adorned with a dragon that wrapped itself around her body. It was sleeveless, which would be perfect back home at this time of year. Considering

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[oriental_hornet]

Soi Fong heard the knock and stood slowly, putting down her mug of tea as she did so. Two braids were tucked forward while the rest of flowed down her back in a mess of tangles she never bothered with. She'd been playing the thought of her cutting it, anyway.

She'd been ready for hours, worrying and worrying that maybe she'd gotten the time wrong, or that maybe she was wearing the wrong clothes. Maybe. Ma-

The door opened with that loud creak that Soi Fong was only painfully aware of when guests were around. Taking in Tenten and her beautiful shirt, she felt so plain. Even in China she had given up her traditional clothing for the urban look, which translated into the western look. All she had on underneath her jean jacket was a black V neck and she'd managed to find a clean pair of jeans.

Still, she pasted on a stiff smile, and welcomed her inside. "Ah, there you are," she said in a smooth chinese as she stepped back. "Would you like some tea?"

[steelfighter]

"Sure," Tenten smiled. "We have time anyway." She stepped inside and took a look around the apartment. Yeah the walls here were just as bad as they were in her apartment, obviously off center and not at correct angles.

"Sorry I was a bit late," she said taking a seat on the couch. "I had to finish up some things at school and got stuck talking a professor."

She stretched her arms a bit as she got comfortable. "How was your day? Ready for some fun tonight?"

[oriental_hornet]

Soi Fong went into the kitchen and bumbled about noisily as she got out another cup and poured the lukewarm tea into it. "I don't mind. I only just got ready." That was a lie.

"Today was good. Apparently, my English is getting better because only two people told me they wanted to talk to another cashier." She was careful as she stepped back into the living room (slow, slow...) so that she wouldn't spill the tea that was threatening to go over the edge. "And I don't think ready is the right word for it, anyway. How about you?"

She was glad to be rid of the burden as it went from her hands to Tenten's.

[steelfighter]

Tenten eased it down to the table without incident and then took a seat on the couch. She shrugged at the question. "I go to school, I answer questions, I do homework, I come home. If I'm lucky, somewhere in there, I get food that hasn't be partial dehydrated," she smiled.

"But that's good with, that your English is getting better. I'm telling you, in a few months you won't even want to speak Chinese with me anymore."