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[formerlyhefty]

[Hanna's sitting cross-legged on a cushy white couch identical to the one she has at home. Not that she's opposed to other couches, but hers is really comfortable. Looking down at a silver, plastic crown, she turns it over and over in her hands, clearly disappointed with what she's seeing. Silent for once, she obviously needs someone to distract

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[neverbending]

That's terrible material for a crown. [Antigone is standing nearby, raising an eyebrow]

[formerlyhefty]

[That actually got a quiet laugh out of Hanna as she bent the cheap plastic until it started to strain, stopping just shy of actually breaking it]

Isn't it? It always looked bigger than life in the yearbook.

[neverbending]

--What is it for?

[formerlyhefty]

Winning homecoming queen.

[neverbending]

What's that?