Pixie Dust, Wednesday, October 3
Cher wasn't behind the counter much today. No, she was looking through appropriate homecomingwear. It was her first real social event here. She didn't want a date, because that would put forth the wrong image that she needed one, but still, she felt obligated to look her absolute best. In fact, she would happily spend way more energy on that last part.
She was still able to hear anyone who might come in, though.
She was still able to hear anyone who might come in, though.