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.]

Comments

[fourbutts]

... Oh my god I just realized that you're probably rich.

[ IT. STRAIGHT UP HAD NOT CROSSED HER MIND. ]

[mayavericks]

I -- Was referring to the costume department at Seisho but, yes... I suppose I am?

[fourbutts]

Oh I- I mean listen, things I say with my mouth aside, at this point you could probably get me into bed on a budget of five bucks and a wink, I'm just terrified what full power Maya Tendo is going to do to my poor gay brain.

[mayavericks]

Wonderful, terrible things, Janis. Just you wait. We can even do the most romantic thing of all together.

[She extends her arm to twirl Janis outward. When they come back together, Maya's mouth settles against her partner's ear.]

Kill a giraffe.

[fourbutts]

Oh I am using my narratorly powers to find you that motherfucker. Let some theater make a couch out of him, so he can make himself useful for once.

[mayavericks]

Oh, just propose to me while you're at it, Janis!

[She feigns a swoon.]