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[Warded to Issy]

Baby, we need to have talk about this Halloween gig, post-haste.

~~By the way, did you get a letter from my mom...?~~

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WHAT are we going to do? It's tomorrow.

Your mom hasn't written me in almost a week. I'm sincerely concerned.

Okay...well...I'm just going to assume she got herself locked in the tanning bed ~~again~~.

So. Give me your thoughts because we have a minimal amount of time to raid the Drama Club and we have to hit the wardrobe hard and fast.

You'd tell me if she wrote me off her christmas card list right?

The only suggestion I got was Anne of Green Gables.

If you didn't get a long thank you note passive-aggressively thanking you for wasting her time, I think you're still mint. ~~I keep all of mine on the fridge with a permanent sticking charm so she can see them and regret.~~

...OKAY, SO I HAVE AN IDEA.

Oh good, nothing of the sort has shown up yet.

~~Am I gonna regret th~~ Let it out, Trissy.

~~I have TOLD you not to call me that~~

Dibs on Marilla.

Oh, oh Tris.

You wonderful, yet strangely awful friend of mine.

I wouldn't dream of taking Marilla from you. I'll be Anne, I got the hair. If you don't impersonate one of the staff member's voices while dressed up I'll have to disown you.

Petrichor or Prospero?

Impossible choice.

Petrichor when you want to be realistic, Prospero when you want to freak people out.

Actually both might freak people out.

I'm sure that with my vast and unquestionable brilliance, I'll...come up with something.

But we have other logistics to discuss: namely, raiding the drama club for clothes. Because you may have not have noticed, but early 1900s women's fashion is not exactly in the Ralph Lauren catalog. YET.

I could make this A Look.

~~Uh h~~ You always do.

We need to go ASAP. I'm sure they've got something in there we can use. Some of the stuff from Into the Woods might be usable.

I'd be disappointed if you didn't.

Soooo my thought is...we get up early, go on a raid RIGHT before breakfast?

That works. Shouldn't take us long, I know where they store all the costumes.

We should see if we can snag some stage make-up. I can replace it before they notice.

Oh yeah, the makeup.

...make me beautiful, Issybet. Make my maman proud.

I would never let her down. You will shine so radiant she'll be absolutely horrified you were never in a pageant.

My debutante genes will no longer be denied. They quake within my very bones, begging to be set free.

Or maybe that was just whatever we had for dinner.

(Sorry housemates, y'all are about to get hotboxed.)

GROSS.

I'm so glad we don't sleep in the same room.

At some point I'm just going to give you that tiara I had to wear at that debut party.

Shake it bake it booty quake it, ladybug.

And who gave you that one? Was it your mom or my mom? Because if it was mine and there's any evidence it was ever on my head ~~and you know she has like...an eighth sense for that~~, then we're both being written out of the will.

You're the worst. Have I mentioned yet how glad I am you're here?

It was my mom. Just don't take it home you'll be fine.

No, I don't think you have. Though I may just conveniently forget every time you do, so you'll have to say it a lot until it sticks, cher.

I'm SO glad you're here ♥

Dit-moi la verité, mon Crapeau. ♥

Edited 2017-10-28 04:59 (UTC)

Changed my mind.

Jk jk I still love you Trissy-bear.

I'M GOING TO BED NOW ISABELLE FRANCESCA SARGENT.

GOOD BECAUSE WE HAVE VERY EARLY PLANS, TRISTAN.

DO NOT SLEEP IN OR YOU WILL PAY.

FAIS DO DO.

/snore

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