The preparations
OOC: Follows up this. Open to Artemis alone. ...And maybe Harriet, if she's still alive. Oo But it was meant for some Artemis/Liz interaction. ^^
Liz burst into her room, closed the door firmly behind her, dumped her bag in the corner and only then she let herself fall forward on her bed. It took her a few moments to realize what had really happened in the hall.
She said yes on going on a date with Ralph.
She'd really go on a date with Ralph tonight.
And to make it even worse, the woman would pick her up in only a few hours.
The little girl bolted up and bumped her head against the wall in the process. While rubbing the painful spot gently, Liz moved to her closet and began to rummage through all the clothes she had. "Wear a pretty dress," was what Ralph had said. The problem was - or at least according to Liz - that she didn't have any pretty dresses.
Liz burst into her room, closed the door firmly behind her, dumped her bag in the corner and only then she let herself fall forward on her bed. It took her a few moments to realize what had really happened in the hall.
She said yes on going on a date with Ralph.
She'd really go on a date with Ralph tonight.
And to make it even worse, the woman would pick her up in only a few hours.
The little girl bolted up and bumped her head against the wall in the process. While rubbing the painful spot gently, Liz moved to her closet and began to rummage through all the clothes she had. "Wear a pretty dress," was what Ralph had said. The problem was - or at least according to Liz - that she didn't have any pretty dresses.