((Oh, yes. This is closed peoples.))
Stacey looked at herself in the mirror once more. She also wore dark pants and a light blue button-up top. A delicate silver necklace accented her neck. She wanted to be just right. Maybe not perfect, but close.
She hopped down the stairs, barely touching each one of them as she raced down them. "Good morning, my moon." She greeted, stopping in front of Aiden with a large smile. She took one of his hands. "Are we ready?" She had waited long enough; she wanted to know.