Pixie Dust, Monday
There was some sort of witchcraft going on where half the people were the wrong gender, and Makita was very thankful that it hadn't happened to her. Using the protocols were one thing, but magic? Like this? Strange happenings that did not come from a Priestess channeling the will of God? It made Makita's skin crawl.
To cheer herself up, she'd started decorating for this 'Homecoming' dance she'd heard about, putting out some of the prettiest dresses and fancy suits. She'd already picked out her own outfit, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy trying on a few Western-style dresses.
[Dear LJ, NO LOVE AND NO OCD]
To cheer herself up, she'd started decorating for this 'Homecoming' dance she'd heard about, putting out some of the prettiest dresses and fancy suits. She'd already picked out her own outfit, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy trying on a few Western-style dresses.
[Dear LJ, NO LOVE AND NO OCD]