James and I talked for a while before Sally stopped by.

"The countess wants to see you y/n." She said, and once more, she looked like she had been crying while sucking on her cigarette.

"Thanks, Sally." I said, but she ignored me. "I better go. See you soon, love." I said as I gave James a kiss on the cheek.

"See you soon." He said and held his hand to his face, with a smile.

I went up to the Countess' apartment but was met with Donovan.
"Oh. Hi Donovan." I greeted.

"Hi. Y/n." He sounded bitter.

"Hey, look. I know we didn't have a great start, but I don't want to be all angry at each other or anything like that. We live for almost all eternity and going by the Countess' rules. We'll be spending most of it together. So let's try and get along, okay?" I said but hated that I sounded like a fucking child.

"You're serious, aren't you?" He sounded very angry.

"I don't want to come between you and the countess! I really don't." I pleaded.

"We're not through with this.' He said and calmed down.

"Y/n. We're going out tonight. All three of us. You two need to get along. I don't like choosing." She stated. "You'll have to borrow something from us. I ordered clothes for you, until they get here, we'll have to share." She said, glaring at Donovan, whose only response was to roll his eyes.

We got ready, and I went to call the elevator, but Elizabeth stopped me.

"You need something more efficient. Something subtle. I had it made for you. It matches Donovan's and mine." She said with a smile.

I opened the little gift box and found a red bedazzled, black glove. With a sharp claw at the finger tip.

"Thank you so much. It's so fancy!" I said touched by her generosity.

"And to match, Donovan actually chose tonights outfit for you." She said and guided me to where Donovan was.
There lay a black and red outfit. Net like elements, revealing but leaving one wanting for more.

"I thought it suited you better than the dramatic stuff in Elizabeth's closet." He said, and I swear I saw him smile a little bit.

"That looks really hot. You have great taste." I said, and he smiled for real.

"Let's go. I'm getting hungry." He sighed and went over to the elevator.