The
trip to
Connecticut hadn't been bad at all, honestly. He and Rory had returned with plenty of time to get ready for prom. It was just that Anakin never really felt comfortable in non-Jedi robes.
He gave the tuxedo tie another anxious yank. He was pretty sure he had gotten it wrong.
Stupid Earth clothing.
He peeked out the door. Isabel had said to
stop by...maybe she could help.