Outside MST3000, Friday Evening
Yes, yes, April knew all of those pesky social rules: women of her age should only go to the pictures with a man to whom they were attached, et cetera, et cetera. Well, April -- in her bright red dress with a dark mink shawl tossed over her shoulders -- didn't care about those rules. She defied social customs, and just because she hadn't found herself a man yet because she didn't know how to be a proper housewife wasn't going to stop her from going to the cinema and seeing Nonconformist Lacking A Motive all by herself.
Hmph. She drew her shawl around her shoulders and took a deep breath before going inside, hoping that her impenetrable attitude would fool people into thinking she wasn't deeply mourning the perfect domestic family she desperately wanted and might never have.
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Hmph. She drew her shawl around her shoulders and took a deep breath before going inside, hoping that her impenetrable attitude would fool people into thinking she wasn't deeply mourning the perfect domestic family she desperately wanted and might never have.
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