Janet glared at her laptop.
The monitor was blue. And full of gibberish.
This wasn't very good.
At least prom had been fun.
If confusing. Since Liz had
asked her to prom at literally the last minute, and after they had
arrived, the photographer had seemed
creepily interested in them. But they'd
danced once, and Janet had
talked to Isabel in the snark corner, then gone over to the woefully unspiked punch and
talked to Sam and plotted mischief for a while before Sam had
danced with Daniel, and then Liz had
Liz to dance with Daniel, which was really all to pave the way so that Janet and Daniel could have a
nice conversation, then
dance. That might have gone slightly less embarrassingly if she hadn't been drunk, but the punch really did taste better after it had been spiked.
And she'd ended the night by
tossing Daniel in the duck pond, along with Liz, Sam, Parker, and a very confused-looking Jarod watching from across the street.
She'd been very apologetic after. That was good, right?
OOC: Open to interaction, with the caveat that I won't be very available after 4:30 CST.