A Modern Love Story
She liked him for all right reasons. Who wouldn’t want to marry this charismatic son of a steel magnate. But how to know him? That was the problem.
When a mysterious woman miraculously invited her to one of his parties, she quickly availed it.
Looking her best was the next challenge. Her exquisite satin red gown came from a designer thrift-shop. She borrowed a pseudo-Chanel clutch from her friend and diamante stilettos from her newly wedded cousin.
All went well. Being a good dancer she impressed the rich hunk, who was anyway dandy very easy to impress. But the vibrant party was in full swing when she got too carried away. Due to her fascination for all things expensive, she couldn’t resist fine wine that was offered to one and all for free. She overdid it, and that did the job. She forgot the invitation lady’s warning; that she must get back before midnight or else her party-wear will change into her everyday apparel.
Now. Two minutes to go before midnight, before her gown turns into ripped jeans and a tee, and her heels become flip-flops… while her pseudo-Chanel purse hangs like a canvas school bag that she was wearing while still at her home, before the party.
How can she go back home so quickly? She can’t. Intoxicated that she is, she’ll have to take a bus back home next morning.
Cinderella had better sense than this gal from a modern fairy-tale.
First written for: FFfAW a weekly story challenge.