Peter finally left to go home, than the good lord. Now we can focus on the important thing for today meeting Norman Osborn *cough* the devil. Harry went to get dressed in his bedroom and my feet carried me to my closet it was a toss up between the skirt and blouse or the little black dress. This was a decision best left up to Harry he always had a better sense of what to wear, it was a tad frightening to be honest. My bad habit is forgetting to knock so when I arrived at his door things kind of escalated. It caused a blush to spread across my face while he continued to get ready, note to self always knock. He soon said, "Come in". My hand once again found the knob and twisted it, he was dressed in a cool black suite that was obviously Prada. His hair which was a train wreck this morning was back in its side swept fashion. His tie was dark blue and the whole outfit made him look the part of a proper business man. My favorite piece of clothing he owned however was his black leather jacket, Osborn and leather went together like peanut butter and jelly. He pulled me out of my daze and said, "What did you need" I held up my two dilemmas and he pointed to the blouse and skirt. He than said, "While you get dressed I'm going to be downstairs. He closed the door behind him and the first thing on my mind was now where is that leather jacket. After absconding with the said piece of clothing my feet carried me back to my room. My body came to a halt in front of the full body mirror as my pajamas began to pool at my feet. My emerald eyes were reflected back at me as my body began to slip into my outfit for the day. It was a simple black button up elbow length blouse and a knee length black skirt. It was slightly chilly today so my arms slipped in the sleeves of the leather jacket. The last touch was to put on my four inch black heels and pull my long ebony hair into a ponytail . My hand found the light switch and flipped it off it was time to face my fate. My footsteps resounded off the wooden stair case. Harry turned to look at me and after a minute he said, "That's my jacket" My tone was joking as I said, "Well it looks like you have amazing eyesight Harry" He simply gave me a curious look and said, "I can buy you one. You didn't have to steal mine" My eyes lit up as I replied, I don't want another one because you won't have worn it" He simply rolled his eyes and said, "What ever makes you happy Licia"