Shara & Whitney

Shara took a bite of the food in front of her. It was some sort if pasta. "This is really good!" She said as she took another bite. "Guidlines as in, how much skin would you what showing? Are there any kind of cloths do you like or don't like? Colors you like, colors you don't like, material?" She said as she took a dink of her water.

Shara nodded. "Alright, so something purple...what kind of clots? Skirt, dress, pants? I can work with anything." She said, already cataloging her face and the type of make ups she could use.

"It can be yeah." Shara said as she took another bite. "But, you also have to be comfortable. No reason to be in something that you don't like, then you won't feel good and no one else around you will see it either. So not only will you not feel smokin, but other people can pick up those vibes too." She told Whitney.

Shara nodded as she checked off another thing in her head. "Heels or flats?" she asked. "Or even a small heel, even a small heel will accent those legs." Shara said with a gesture toward Whitney's lower half.

Shara shrugged, "Whatever makes you comfortable." she said while taking another bite of her food.

Shara nodded as took one last bite. Already full, and she had eaten a little less than half. She could take it back to her room and store it in their little fridge. Apparently being starved for a good portion of her child good left her with a little appetite. "Alright, so something purple, no shirts and flats. Got it, we can go back to my dorm, I think I have something that can be useful, and we can change then hot up a club?" She asked while taking a drink of water.

Shara shrugged. "We wont stay long. Besides, it's only like, six now, so we can be on the road by seven or seven thirty and be back by eleven, that's a good three hours of clubbing. Don't want you to be too overwhelmed." Shara said with a smirk as they waited for the check. She pulled out her wallet from her purse, "How much was my part of dinner?" she asked as she opened her wallet and ruffled through it.

Shara raised an eyebrow at Whitney. "alright, if you insist." she slowly put her wallet back into her purse and leaned back. "well, you don't have to. You can, but if you don't want to I have faith that you are smart enough to defend creepers away." she smiled sincerely. "It will be fun, think of it as breaking you in for college." Shara grinned.

Shara nodded before standing up, "well then, let's get going. I have something in mind that I think you might like." Shara said with a smile. She knew Whitney was nervous about going to a cub, so she had the perfect one in mind. It was more mellow than many of the other clubs that she has gone too, and it had a more comforting atmosphere while still keeping the club mentality.