her heart and you are worlds apart

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Characters: Tom Bronson & Sharpay Evans
Location: Some fancy restaurant in Balamb Town
Rating: PG
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Backdated to sometime after Homecoming. What better way to celebrate than with a victory dinner? And maybe, just maybe, Tom'll tell Sharpay he loves her.

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The knock on the dorm door had Boi bounding to the door, barking excitedly until Sharpay emerged from her bedroom a moment later

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If it weren't the dog, the moment when she first walked out would've been absolutely perfect. Ignoring Boi's barks with the politest smile he could muster - which was saying something for him - Tom gave her an acknowledging nod.

"That's right," He chuckled, balling his hands into fists so that he wouldn't automatically stuff them in his pockets. "I mean, it is a victory dinner, so I figured we could splurge a little, right?"

Still, even Tom couldn't ignore that tiara. He didn't know where his crown went or if he even still had it; it just wasn't that important to him. In all honesty, he still thought Cid should've won... but the populace spoke and the populace chose him. "You're really going to wear that...?"

It wasn't a judgmental comment - Tom wasn't really capable of those around Sharpay - so much as curiosity (okay, and maybe a smidge of judgment.)

in which posts intended to be backdated which never were are referenced

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Sharpay pouted.

"It matches my shoes," she pointed out.

And it did, but it was more important to her than that: She'd needed that win. After her glimpses of her friends' home worlds and times, and her own brief step back in time onto her own world, it had been very reassuring to find that this world had something of her world that seemed so small and insignificant in comparison to events of this world's past. The fragile piece of plastic also served as reassurance that a good percentage of Garden liked or at least didn't actively mind her, which, besides being potentially useful, was also just a nice change from being backstabbed out of opportunities to do something she loved

in which i remember to detail Tom's outfit... sorry ;;

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Tom sighed of relief, letting his shoulders sink just a little bit lower than usual. As long as she didn't expect him to wear his crown, he could deal with whatever else she had planned for the night. Watching Boi disappear, he grinned back at Sharpay before exiting her apartment and holding the door open for her.

"Fair enough," He responded wryly, flashing her a smile. "After all, we can't have your whole outfit clashing now, can we?"

Almost immediately afterwards, he then glanced down at his own outfit. He'd thought a lot about making sure every part of his ensemble fit together, from the cuff links to the violet and silver tie to his own deep purple collared shirt. Unusually for him, everything actually matched - which Shar had noticed, much to his pleasure - and hopefully, it didn't clash too much with hers? "... Though I can't promise we match either."