[Lisa is also obsessing, but in the opposite direction. She's determined not to screw this up. Partly because Junna deserves the nice experience, partly because she's had a long year and she truly thinks she deserves something nice for once... and partly because she wants to experience being a maiden in love, too. No matter what she says, no matter her past. So while she's a lot little nervous, she's doing her best to push through it. Everything will be fine. Nothing is going to go wrong tonight on their trip to the Gardens. They're going to go out and have a nice, intimate time, and she's going to be able to relax and let go-
ding dong, the door chimes, and Lisa squeaks in surprise despite already standing in front of it. C'mon, Lisa, you can do this, be cool! Taking a deep breath and reaching for her own bag to throw over her shoulder, she opens the door.
And pauses a moment, taking Junna in, before letting out that breath and letting a soft smile she mostly feels play across her lips. The fact that Junna did show up and seems to have been looking forward to it eases her nerves a little, given they're both dressed up. Uh, again. Didn't she have this thought the first time too?
She'd picked out a cream-colored dress that leaves her shoulders mostly bare, cinched around the waist with a dark fabric belt; she'd debated a heavy coat for a bit, before giving up on it and settling for something mid-weight in a deep gray. Lisa's trademark red scarf isn't here, being a little too loud for the occasion, so she's pulled out her "business" scarf, a slightly less fuzzy piece in alternating light and dark gray, although there's still a small red eighth-note sewn into one end; it's wrapped loosely around her neck so she could make sure it wasn't going to get in her way too much or get at her makeup. It's dressier than her usual, but it's comfortable enough she could handle going for a stroll.
...she forces her mouth to work before she gets caught staring. Or freezes standing in her doorway.]
Junna, hey! You, um. You look good.
[............she did not nail it, but she's not sure she minds, this once. It's fine. Junna surprised her! Which. She's happy about anyway.]
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lotlittle nervous, she's doing her best to push through it. Everything will be fine. Nothing is going to go wrong tonight on their trip to the Gardens. They're going to go out and have a nice, intimate time, and she's going to be able to relax and let go-ding dong, the door chimes, and Lisa squeaks in surprise despite already standing in front of it. C'mon, Lisa, you can do this, be cool! Taking a deep breath and reaching for her own bag to throw over her shoulder, she opens the door.
And pauses a moment, taking Junna in, before letting out that breath and letting a soft smile she mostly feels play across her lips. The fact that Junna did show up and seems to have been looking forward to it eases her nerves a little, given they're both dressed up. Uh, again. Didn't she have this thought the first time too?
She'd picked out a cream-colored dress that leaves her shoulders mostly bare, cinched around the waist with a dark fabric belt; she'd debated a heavy coat for a bit, before giving up on it and settling for something mid-weight in a deep gray. Lisa's trademark red scarf isn't here, being a little too loud for the occasion, so she's pulled out her "business" scarf, a slightly less fuzzy piece in alternating light and dark gray, although there's still a small red eighth-note sewn into one end; it's wrapped loosely around her neck so she could make sure it wasn't going to get in her way too much or get at her makeup. It's dressier than her usual, but it's comfortable enough she could handle going for a stroll.
...she forces her mouth to work before she gets caught staring. Or freezes standing in her doorway.]
Junna, hey! You, um. You look good.
[............she did not nail it, but she's not sure she minds, this once. It's fine. Junna surprised her! Which. She's happy about anyway.]