Room 410, Friday Evening
Gwynn was still not used to opening her closet and seeing all of the new clothing hanging there. After the shopping trip, she had been exhausted, and some of the items made no sense to her.
Shaking her head, she started getting ready for the dance... and hoped that Conner liked what she was wearing. The dress was of course red, as were the shoes. Gwynn really didn't know how she was expected to walk in these things, much less dance in them. She hoped Conner was able to help her stay upright... while at the dance. She worked on her hair and then stood back to look at the mirror.
She thought she looked quite presentable.
[[OOC: For the roomie]]
Shaking her head, she started getting ready for the dance... and hoped that Conner liked what she was wearing. The dress was of course red, as were the shoes. Gwynn really didn't know how she was expected to walk in these things, much less dance in them. She hoped Conner was able to help her stay upright... while at the dance. She worked on her hair and then stood back to look at the mirror.
She thought she looked quite presentable.
[[OOC: For the roomie]]