Room 410, Saturday Morning

[blackmagic_eve]

Prom had been pretty damn cool, much like last year. So, much like last year, Eve had returned at an ungodly hour and passed out in bed. (The roomie had done much the same.)

However, she'd kind of forgotten one little thing about prom.

At Fandom, prom meant small ones.

[For Gwynn, their assorted weetinies, oh, and Adam]