PrV. Ever Star shines in the darkness

UPON finding out from Kara that Bruce Wayne, Gotham’s INFAMOUS billionaire playboy was having yet another fancy gala, Harley knew she couldn’t pass the chance of going. The fact that she hadn’t actually been invited didn’t phase her - she was HARLEY QUINN; always needing to make an entrance, and as long as she wasn’t in her costume she wouldn’t cause THAT much of a scandal. 

So in she entered, a HUMMINGBIRD amongst many a sparrow. The dress was SCARLETT, lips painted to match. Red - her SIGNATURE colour. Beautifully hugging her curves in all the right places, revealing enough to expose the vast array of arm and leg tattoos she possessed. Blonde hair fell in golden curls behind her pale shoulders. She was criminally breathtaking. 

All around, faces turned to look as she made her way towards her friend, the occasional gasp sounding from within the crowd. Finally, she arrived to the group, ignoring the annoyed looks from Bruce and Clark.

“ Of COURSE I had ta come, silly! You know ME, wherever there’s a PARTY goin’ on I hafta join!” Reaching for a glass of (Bruce’s) wine that was placed on the table beside her, the clown inspects her friend’s choice of dress. Dark blue lace to match her eyes. A chiffon skirt, swishing around her everytime she moved just like her hair. BEAUTIFUL. 

Harley was stunned. A new feeling had started to BLOOM inside of her, petals slowly opening up to new emotions. For KARA…..her longtime friend, mentor…..and now? She was placed in a different light; the promise of DEEPER affections lingering. 

“ This wine sure is DELICIOUS, Mr Wayne! And Kara! You look…INCREDIBLE! What d’ya say me ‘n you have a DANCE later?”