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one thing's universal, life's no dress rehearsal
[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.]
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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Basically. This is what I...understand them to be? There's...usually some kind of voting. For Prom King and Queen.
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[Just. Gonna come right out and say it, I guess.]
Perhaps I can have a fleet of queens?
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Oh, you are shameless. ...Though, who knows, maybe I'd be too, if I showed up to prom on horseback...
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[ like. like, maya, have you HEARD janis talk about you— ]
I...wouldn't say no. I never really got the appeal of riding a horse, but...Cass let me on Fidella earlier in the week, so...it might be pretty cool to see.
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[Which like... if Maya sounds teasing, it's only because she's covering up how touched she is. Sometimes your girlfriend is both gay and adorable.]
Far be it from me to let you miss out on something so wonderful.
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She loves Maya. She loves Janis. But something about seeing them love each other fills her with a kind of affection she didn't know possible. The people she loves, so happy.
Peregrine laughs, shamelessly. ]
I dunno if I've ever met someone with so much self-confidence. So much entirely earned self-confidece.
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[She leans in to peck Peregrine on the forehead.]
I get the strangest feeling that you do as well.
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So while she intends to be confident and maaaaybe a little flirty back, the simple peck on the forehead has her a little tongue-tied. ]
It's— ...yeah. It's...pretty charming.
[ #nailedit ]
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You look beautiful this evening, but that should be no surprise. You are beautiful every evening.
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Okay, c'mon, you don't— I haven't showered in days, Maya. [ She's sure her hair is still a mess. ] I think I look kinda...you know. Sub-par.
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[A beat.]
And if you needed help showering, you could have asked!
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M-Maya!!
[ peregrine wells is the oldest member of this polycule and she is a delicate blushing maiden ]
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I'm only joking, Peregrine.
[Deep down, she knows if she ever saw a boob she would die.]
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[ Peregrine ducks her head, since she can't exactly (read: doesn't want to) pull her hand away from Maya to hide behind. ]
I didn't used to get so flustered over this stuff, you know.
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You are growing up!
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You know I'm older than you, right?
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[ She does her best to nudge Maya with one of her elbows. It goes poorly, and she laughs. She hasn't been doing much of that, this week. ]