Lo washes her face in the sink and looked into the mirror looking at the blonde hair.

“How? When?” She grumbled. She looked at the pink skirt on. She looked mad. She was not a fan of skirts. They were like worse pants. She stomps out freaking out internally, she heads to the front door to leave before the waiter stops.

“Madam! Your food is ready!” The waiter said. Lo stopped and turned towards the table filled with many of delights. Lo’s eyes lit up. She wanted to get away from the public eye but the deluxe meal she had bought looked amazing. The table was filled. She couldn’t remember why she had bought so much, she really just wanted to flex her new wealth. She sat at her table as her eyes positively shined. The waiter stood beside Lo, looked at the food and slowly began to eat.

“How is it?” The waiter asked. Lo glared.

“Really I JUST started eating. I’ll tell you late jerk.” Lo said. As she said that her skirt would snake all the ways covering her legs fully. It was like, the longest skirt ever

“Terribly sorry ma’am.” The waiter apologized. Lo smirked as she grabbed a juicy burger. She bit into it messily.

“Better be, now please leave me alone, I wanna eat without my eyes hurting. The waiter frowned and walked off. As this happened her shirt and mega skirt fused. It was all pink now. She was officially wearing a dress.

After twenty minutes. Lo groaned as she looked at the pile of untouched dishes in front of her. Really she only ate two and a half plates. She groaned heavily regretting buying so much.

The waiter walks back over

“What’s your name?” Lo asked. The waiter sighed losing the professional demeanour.

“My names Silva, and really? It’s on my name tag.” Lo didn’t care.

“Silva, take this food, it’s yours.” Lo sighed, dying. Silva went wide eyed.

“M-me? I can’t afford this stuff.”

“Then take it before I yell more.” Lo said. She nodded.

“Yes sir-err, Ma’am!” She said. Lo glared.

“Careful jackass.” Lo said. With that a small bow appeared on her torso as the dress start to get...a bit poofy. Silva saw this and nodded and slowly loaded the plates.

Lo groaned and stood up. She looked down and gasped.

“A Fricking dress!?” She yelled. She dashed to leave the building but as she did she heard gunshots in front of the building. Robed men were shooting guns and shooting magic at each other. Lo clutched her jewel bag and hid behind a barrel.

“Oh what now!?” Lo said remembering what a strange predicament she was in. A cloaked man with red goggles shot a gun towards a building as a blue robes stranger dived. He stood up from behind a stair case to a deck and shot some kind of purple fireball at the gunslinger. I hate this post apocalypse war bull. I slowly tiptoed away from the street and into an alley. Suddenly a hand reached out to me. A man in a dark black coat put his hand on my shoulder. I reached out to shriek before he covered my mouth.

“Don’t you dare scream.” He whispered sounding worried. I looked at him and frowned. I bit his hand and he silently yelled mad. I opened my mouth before he threw me to the ground. I grumbled before he looked scared.

“Don’t you want the Gunslinger finding us!?” He whispered. I stopped and stood up silently. I glared.

“What the hell, Well no, but Jesus you psycho!” I whispered. Suddenly at the edge of my dress small yellow frills appeared. He looked down confused.

“What the hell?” He asked.

Suddenly from the alley a figure stood.

“Found you.” The voice boomed.

The cloaked man beside Lo sighed and revealed his face. Brown eyes lit up and looked cute. His combed hair looked a bit messy and black. He gave a warm smile upon his pointed chin. He put his hands up and shrugged.

“Got me.” He said.

The stranger walked forward to Lo and the black haired guy. In a brown cloak in a black tunic and greyed dirty pants, his red tinted goggles gleamed as he pointed a pistol at them. Lo froze.

“Is...Is this the Gunslinger?” Lo stammered. The black haired man nodded slowly. Lo gulped.