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Hey guys, have you heard? There's a Cotillion happening!

(jk jk sorry bad joke)

[Warded to Vee, Chloe, Ursula, Rosy, Addy, and Ollie]

If I wanted to really, really irritate my birth parents by going to Cotillion, looking beautiful and having a very good, proper and handsome date... who could I take?

~~Like, I want them to realize what they missed out o~~

Suggestions? Nevermind on that front, got a date.

Now I just need to look devastatingly beautiful.

[Warded to Ollie]

♥ How's it going?

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I'm wracked with indecision. Whenever I'm certain I'm going with white, I'm struck with just how wonderfully white white is.

~~What does your mother~~

[Rosy]
Have you heard from your mother?

I can't wait to spill punch down my front three minutes into this thing.

[Ursula]
Got an owl this morning. Had to make sure my measurements were still the same.

I'll race you.

[Rosy]
Is she trusting you to select your own escort? I [...] expect my mother will be following her cues. The owl's bound to arrive any minute.

"Now you know I'm not like these Society mothers and I won't force you into anything, but I'm sure you realize what an excellent opportunity this is to establish connections for the future..."

I don't know if "trust" is the right word for it, but... she's allowing it. ~~Are you taki~~ As long as we're willing to ditch our dates and schmooze with someone more acceptable once we're actually there.

I assume that means Sy is taking Clem with him which should make for an interesting evening. [...] Are you going with Ferdie or have you wrangled Chris into this somehow? Is your mother expecting that your true love was hiding amond the New England bluebloods all along?

Somehow he was convinced, and somehow she agreed. Which [...] hopefully doesn't blow up.

I'm going with Reid, actually. He wants to bail and go see Xavier, and my parents might still think he's a Chicago pureblood they'll never admit to not knowing. ~~And I might~~ I'm sure Ferdie would have more fun with someone who can pay him more attention.

He usually does well at these things, but I can't shake the premonition I'm suddenly having of Clem overturning an appetizer tray on someone. Shrimps flying everywhere. It may be a fun evening after all.

Oh, I suppose that's a rather clever plan of his. He ducks one way, you duck for the champagne bottles?

[...] You know Ferdie better than I do, is this something you would inflict on him? Highschool dances are one thing, this is [...] an entirely different beast.

If that happens, I might as well start introducing her as my new sister-in-law.

I [...] might try and duck out, too. Chris isn't too far from New York, and it ~~might be~~ would be nice to see him. ~~Sy ditches these things all the time, why can't~~ But the more I think about it, the more ~~it fucking terrifies m~~ I like the idea of finding the most expensive unguarded bottle of champagne available instead. It's more my speed.

I [...] wouldn't subject him to my parents, but I don't think he'd hate it? He's polite, he's smart, he doesn't run his mouth, adults love him. It might be a bit of a culture shock, but [...] with the right company, he would probably actually enjoy himself.

Oh. ~~I still don't see the appeal but I know you like him a great deal and I would have thought you'd leap at a chance to see him~~ Well this should be some of the most exorbitantly priced champagne we've ever had before. I expect to find pearls in the bottom of my bottle. And it's not too far off from winter break, is it? You can visit him then.

"The right company"? You can say it. It's no secret I've been chasing the poor boy for months and he [...] doesn't seem to mind it. ~~And he doesn't have a sister, so there's no risk of getting dumped for being too much like you or Mina~~ And [...] yes, he is very much all of those things. Exceedingly competent at tucking his shirt in was among the first things that caught my eye. He's managed to survive two whole months as Head Boy without anyone setting the school on fire, he can probably survive one night of Society?

The prize at the bottom of the champagne flute is kind of like our version of the cereal box prizes, right? ~~God that sounds pretentious as fuck, Rosemary~~ Ugh, I'll probably be going back and forth on whether or not I've got it in me to try and slip away until that night. Sy doesn't think I've got the guts to do it, which means I have to prove how much I do. But also I actually might not. ~~The idea of Dad yelling at me like he does at Sy m~~ I don't know, look at what Ribbonfin has done to me.

Ah, should we all be so lucky to have such an experienced and well-behaved shirt tucker on our arm. And he never balks when you try to fix his collar or tell him he's got a mark on his face. I think he was practically made for being dragged along to society functions.

Did you kids have a good time at the Halloween dance?

It's broken us both. I think you and I might actually have beating hearts inside and I had tried so very hard to replace mine with a lump of coal. But I say go for it. If Reid's going to ditch in the name of love, you can too. Do you really want to risk Alastair Du Pont whisking in to your rescue with his perfect white teeth and silent judgement?

I did go through a very extensive process of reviewing potential prom companions last year and he scores superbly in a number of categories. And he's younger than me. By less than a year, of course, but I still think my mother would approve.

[...] Yes. I was highly tempted to pull him into a dark corner, but I had those damn vampire fangs in and he deserves at least one kissing experience where no one's trying to seriously maim him.

God, that is actually the best argument I've heard so far. It doesn't matter how soft my heart is now, I cannot listen to him and Lavender discuss their plans to help underprivileged orphans in some third world country or I will actually hurt myself rolling my eyes.

I think your mother and I would both much rather see you with a high-scoring date less than a year younger than you than delving into the junior and sophomore classes. Those kids are... intense, and possibly all psychically linked.

You know the maiming builds character. But I'm sure that won't be your only opportunity. I'm not sure if you've heard, but it sounds like some people are talking about slipping away from this cotillion thing.

Why yes, this-or-that designer label did contact Lavendar about a collaboration, it is such an honor, but of course all the profits will go to charity. Do you know how many orphans you can feed with the sale of just one designer gown?

They're monsters. I have barely a handful of them to deal with in Event Committee and I'm still checking the mirror every day for my first gray hair. And you know... I'm not going to think too hard on the fact that if I wanted to properly follow in my mother's footsteps then my best options are out playing recess right now.

[...] Maybe I'll slip a pair of fangs inside my hand bag just in case.

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