Somehow… someone thought it would be a great idea to trick Fern into wearing a belly dancer outfit "just for a festival performance."
Now she’s standing there — arms crossed, cheeks lightly flushed, and giving the kind of stare that could vaporize a demon.
“This is ridiculous.”
She mutters, clearly questioning all her life choices up to this moment.
But even if she’s grumpy about it, there’s no denying she looks absolutely stunning — elegance wrapped in irritation, grace cloaked in quiet fury. And let’s be honest… we’ve all learned one thing: never mess with Fern's patience.
Whoever convinced her to do this better start running.