Eric stood once more in front of the mirror. He checked his phone, and groaned.
"Babe! Are you ready?"
A female chuckle answered him, and he checked his phone again, shaking his head. "Jessica never should have shown you Earth makeup." He grumbled.
It had been two weeks since the Washington D.C. fracture, and a meeting between the Dragons, leadership of 6-8, and the United States Government would be taking place. The event would be two days long, with talks of treaties and economic bargains expected to take place on seperate days. Eric sat down as he thought about the meetings that would take place.
"But why do I have to wear the blues!" He grumbled. "I look like a goddamn suit."
The bathroom door opened, and the heavenly scent of cherry blossoms in full bloom filled their bedroom. Eric stood up and turned around.
What he saw took his breath away.
