In the wee hours of the morning, small package was left upon the doorstep of 4 Garden Street in the small hamlet of Whithouse. Written upon the package, in a nondescript hand and material, is a large “C.”
If the person who resides in this place, with the initial “C,” opens the package, they will find a fine black dress. It is adorned with silver lace, bright buttons, and silky ribbons. It’s made of a silky, warm fabric: dyed cashmere. The dress is clearly not meant for every day use, but it is not so embellished that it couldn’t be worn to an event like a festival or show.
Short Stories, RP Prompts, and Whimsy 
Heeeeeee. Ceswyn will be boggling for weeks to come.
Ian didn’t did it. >.>
/Everyone/ is suspect.
Not Ian. Nobody is less suspicious than Ian.
*cough*
Uh huh.
Yeah. You’re in for a surprise.