one thing's universal, life's no dress rehearsal

[stagemanagers]

[Prom night! The greatest night of your young lives if you watch any Western high school media from the past 60 years. The looks, the music, the copious amounts of fancy snacks, the sore feet from dancing heels and then spending the rest of the night in bare feet- it’s all part of the bigger package.

The courtyard and the roof have both been decked out in a special way for tonight, despite no one really seeing Hester or anyone/anything else decorating. There are round tables set-up in both places, covered in yellow-gold tablecloths. Some of them have platters of snacks laid out on them, one has a large punch bowl that never seems to empty no matter how many drinks are taken from it.

On the roof there’s an extra table with pencils, small slips of paper, a box wrapped in gold wrapping paper and a notecard labeled Song Requests. Just write a song, pop it in the box and within a few minutes it starts playing! Weird, there doesn’t seem to be a sound system anywhere...

Red paper lanterns have been strung around the outline of the roof and between stakes in the courtyard, granting soft romantic light for a night to remember. Put on your best costume shop formal wear, get ready to lose your shoes after an hour and sneak in liquor even though most of you are of age.

After all…tonight belongs to you.]

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[brokeforgood]

[Farrah’s just over here, bickering with the empty space beside her. She… seems like she’s having fun though, despite how fierce Farrah’s side of the conversation sounds.]

Jesus never said anything about how close you can dance with a guy at prom, that’s made up—-

[ Then Spongebob approaches, and she tosses her head at the empty space.]

I’m gonna dance. You should too.

[And then— she turns her attention completely to Spongebob, and takes his good arm.]

[employeeoftheyear]

[Spongebob doesn't judge. He's been babbling to his visions pretty much all week, and, well, if her visions aren't upsetting her right now, who is he to judge.

He guides her out to the dance floor, and just in time his song pops up. It's a cheery, happy song that Farrah might be familiar with.

He dances with her, awkwardly but clear that he's having fun, as he sings along with it.]

I know, you see
Somehow the world will change for me
And be so wonderful

Live life, breathe air
I know somehow we're gonna get there
And feel so wonderful
And it's all for real

I'm telling you just how I feel

So wake up the members of our nation
It's your time to be
There's no chance unless you take one
And it's time to see
The brighter side of every situation
Some things are meant to be
So give your best and

[He looks Farrah, eyes sparkling with hope that she hasn't seen from him in weeks.]

Leave the rest to me