Midnight Runway on the Side of the Road
Yo and Yvonne had clearly decided that the side of the road at night was the perfect runway because why wait for a fashion show when the streetlights were already doing the spotlight work for free? Dressed in matching leather jackets, wetlook leggings that reflected light like they had their own glow, and high heels that clicked confidently against the pavement, they looked like the opening scene of a very stylish action movie, or at least a very dramatic photo shoot.
Cars passed by occasionally, slowing just enough for drivers to silently wonder if they had stumbled onto a music video set. Yo leaned against a street sign like it had personally invited her, one hip popped, chin lifted, jacket slightly open for maximum attitude. Yvonne stood beside her with arms crossed, delivering a look that clearly said, “Yes, we planned this. No, we are not explaining.”
They started posing together, perfectly uncoordinated yet somehow flawless. One pose had them standing back to back, staring in opposite directions like fashionable bodyguards. Another involved synchronized leg bends that looked powerful right up until they both burst out laughing and had to reset their balance in those heels.
The wetlook leggings shimmered under the streetlights, turning even the smallest movements into dramatic moments. A single step forward felt intentional, like a slow-motion walk that absolutely deserved background music. Yo flipped her jacket collar up with confidence, while Yvonne tilted her head and struck a pose so fierce even the sidewalk seemed intimidated.
Between poses, they joked, adjusted jackets, and checked on each other like true fashion teammates. “Hold on, do it again but angrier,” Yo said, prompting Yvonne to strike a pose that could stop traffic without even trying.
At the end of the night, they hadn’t just posed they had claimed that stretch of road as their temporary stage. Leather jackets zipped, heels still holding strong, they walked away laughing, leaving behind nothing but confidence, echoes of clicking heels, and the undeniable truth that style doesn’t need permission or a runway.
Ellie
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