Once again  khomche presented a lovely YCH and I once again had to open my wallet and make it a little lighter. Something about having Monica in a dress is both fitting and amusing.

I had a small short story planned to go with the image, but I still don't feel it is ready, yet still want to show the work Khomche did. So a small blurb from the perspective of anther will have to do for now.

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Entry: Made Myself a Headache

"Getting her to wear it was far more difficult than I thought it would be, and I really wish that was the worst of it.

'A simple black dress' I told myself - yes I went overboard - but when she finally put it on and had her float in front of the mirror, I saw the flicker of time in her eyes again. Something old, something disturbing. She couldn't tear those lovely orbs away from the glass till I touched her shoulder, and even then, she was a little to quick to express her love for the dress. Wanting to keep it and wear it to the next gathering in the Temple. Yet when I asked for what she really saw, she told me she just was surprised at how good the dress looked and telling me again how much she loves it.

My ass she loves it! Monica barely ever wears clothes, and it's mentally painful to get her to wear anything remotely covering, let alone decent. Something else is going on here! I thought her love of fresh air hitting her was her being a nudist, but now? Nope. I’m more inclined to believe there is something deeper behind the decision.

Ah, why must she be so difficult and not tell me what she truly remembered?! Or at least let me burn the dress!

Though I suppose at the very least it will be very fun to undress her later - very much looking forward to that actually! Bright sides, Rita, bright sides and silver linings.”
- Rita’s Diary