[ Darcy shuffles around to look at herself in the mirror and- oh. It's not just that she looks good, because she does, but the dark tie makes it feel less like the suit is her play-acting. It feels right. The bright blue of the crushed velvet makes her look paler, her eyes darker, and there's something vicious about the curve of her jaw, the severity of her brow. She's always looked boyish, but here she looks... actually masculine.
Right- she's actually doing something here. Darcy dutifully follows his instructions, glancing over to see what he's doing occasionally. And look- the tie's knot isn't perfect, but it's probably passable. It's not like she's the one getting married. ]
How's this? [ She asks, tugging on it a little to get it to sit better. ]
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Right- she's actually doing something here. Darcy dutifully follows his instructions, glancing over to see what he's doing occasionally. And look- the tie's knot isn't perfect, but it's probably passable. It's not like she's the one getting married. ]
How's this? [ She asks, tugging on it a little to get it to sit better. ]