It was a Sunday night in October, part way through my second year at uni and it was a carnage fancy dress night out. After spending the weekend with my boyfriend, George, who I've been with for over 2 years, I got on the bus to head back to my house and start getting ready with my house mates, excitement bubbling already. A carnage night is always great fun; a huge bar crawl finishing at one of the biggest clubs and getting ready is one of the best parts! I was yet to realise how fun it could be...
As I walked through the front door I could hear Sophie shout down to me to go up to her room. Walking in I found her in her underwear covered in pieces of leopard skin cloth, trying and failing to organise them into a costume for tonight.
"I reallyyy need some help," she begged me, "I've been hoping you'd be back soon."
I knelt down beside her, finding it difficult not to check her out in her underwear. I've never seen her this openly in so few clothes before and I must admit she looked really good. I selected certain pieces of material and got to work, I liked what I saw; having my tanned hands working at the material around the creamy skin of her shoulders and her waist. We chatted while I arranged her costume, just about my weekend with George and what our plans were for the next few days.
I met Soph when I moved into uni halls and we'd become really close without even trying, we could chat for hours and often did about nothing particularly important, we just enjoyed each others company.
I finally finished pinning the material together, I knew I could have done it quicker but there was something making me take my time with my fingers lingering on her skin, I don't think she noticed; she had already started pre-drinking. I stood up and pulled her up too, smoothing the material over her waist and hips, mentally shaking myself, confused and wondering why she was having this heady effect on me.
"There! I think that's good enough," I said with a flourish and a smile.
Sophie cautiously made her way over to the mirror to assess my work.
"Oh wow you've done a great job, thank you!" flinging her arms around me and handing me my drink: "Now it's your turn!"
I laughed as we made our way upstairs to my room, "Are you sure you're sober enough to make me look good?" I joked as we finished our drinks and poured ourselves more. I was already feeling more relaxed and still excited for tonight, I hadn't been out with the girls for a while because I'd been so busy with coursework for my degree and I love nothing more than spending my free time with George.
"Hey Emily, you'll look great in this for tonight!" She pulled an old dress out of my wardrobe and presented it to me. "Put it on and I'll cut it and do your body paint; make sure your hair is really wild tonight too!"
