Outfit(boots are only ankle height and black) w/bag
Arabella was nervous coming back to Alder Heights, she had avoided it since last she was here and now she was welcomed to coming and was going to be seeing her brother. Her brother. That thought alone was making her head swim as she swore he had been dead and burned in the house fire. She was fidgeting with the lace gloves that she was wearing, having stopped at the street to his house so she could just take a moment and move sure she looked ok.
Adjusting her skirt and making sure the buttons were perfectly aligned, her long hair was pinned to the back of her head to keep strands out of her face. Wringing her fingers together, she would slowly then make her way down the path and to his front door again.
The flashback of what had happened here made her throat clench, her eyes closing as she had to pep talk herself into pressing the doorbell once more before stepping back. It was a little flinch but only because she was scared that maybe he would react poorly again; she was praying he wouldn't but she was still nervous due to last time.