And all of a sudden, it was a lot easier for Annie to breathe and move. Sacrifices had to be made to look as good as she knew she did as Starlight, and between the rigid structure of the dress and the way it was tailored, she always sort of felt like she was corseted into the thing.

For the moment, she was content to use that newfound freedom of movement to press in close to Diego for a deeper kiss, his fingers on her back spurring her on even as she was mindful not to poke him in the chest with the stars pinned to her bust.