Room 508, Thursday Afternoon

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So...prom was tomorrow. And almost the entire contents of Kathy's wardrobe was strewn about her side of the room, as she tried to find something--anything--that she could wear and still look Ms. Adler in the eye if she were there to chaperone. Even knowing that most of this stuff hadn't started off as her wouldn't make up for actually wearing it.

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Cecil was heading back to his room after sitting at the table in the lobby, and peeked in, seeing all the fabric draped everywhere.

"Are you dressing or redecorating?"

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"Right now?" Kathy asked, turning and waving Cecil in with a smile. "Contemplating arson. How goes prom ticket sales, Cecil?"

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"Oo, arson can be fun! Ticket sales are okay; I think most folks have theirs by now. What are you burning?"

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"My entire wardrobe," Kathy said, holding up a shirt that had apparently lost a fight with a paper shredder. "I've been intending to get new clothes for myself now that I can afford them, but I just...haven't."

There'd always been something better to do.

"But now prom is tomorrow and I have no idea what I'm going to wear for it." She made a face. "Oh god. I sound like my mother."

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Raven was passing by and found herself doing a double take after she happened to walk past Kathy's room.

She had never seen quite that many trains in one place before. Especially considering not a damn one of them looked bridal.

"Wow," she said, looking over the rest of the mess of clothes. "This is -- is all this stuff in fashion?"

She really had no idea. She had found her weird little retro fashion niche of internet and had stuck to it, for her own inspirations.

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Yeah, but 50s clothing was iconic!

"Only if you're an elderly Korean grandma who knits doilies and dresses out of the same darn pattern," Kathy groused, staring at another monstrosity. "I'm pretty sure this started life as a rug somewhere."

Tossing it into the 'oh god get rid of it' pile, she finally glanced up and gave Raven a smile. "Hey, come on in. I promise not to try to foist anything extra hideous on you."

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Raven came in, eyeing the piles of clothing curiously. ". . . Your grandma made all this?" she asked, lifting the corner of something brightly colored with innumerable ruffles. "Where do you even have room for it all?"

Asked the girl who could fit her entire wardrobe into one small suitcase -- and only had that much for show.

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Kathy shook her head. "Nah, both my grandmas live in Korea. We get gifts every few years from them, when we visit, but the cost to ship overseas makes anything else way too expensive a proposition."

Nodding at the mountain of terrible clothing, she explained, "These are all from women in my neighborhood back home. Before I came here, most of what I wore were my school uniforms and gymnastic gear, with, like tee-shirts and jeans on the weekends. So when it came time for me to move out here, everyone came together to make sure I had enough clothing to wear for all different occasions." Like whatever occasion would require something like this. Kathy wasn't sure what that occasion would be but she sure was prepared for it.

"So I kinda feel guilty about just throwing it all away..."

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Hanna was doing the wandering thing that she liked to do sometimes, and stopped when she saw that Kathy's door was open. Then paused at all the piles of clothes.

"You have so many," she said, then belatedly, "hi."

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"You want some?" Kathy offered, though she wasn't sure she wanted to inflict any of the clothing she had onto anyone else. "Free to a good home. Or a bad home. Or anyplace at all that isn't my room."

She grinned at Hanna and motioned her inside. "Come on in! I promise, it's not usually such a mess. I'm trying to get ready for prom tomorrow and, well..." she gestured at all the clothing. "This just kinda happened."

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"You're going to the party?" Hanna said, still not really clear on the differences, although Cecil had explained some. Some of the clothes looked nice. Some of them looked liked they'd be nice... if they were not with other clothes. Hmm. "Are you sure you don't want some of them?" Sparkle had been wonderfully helpful, but Hanna still had very little in terms of wardrobe. Not that she needed more. But. Still.

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"Yeah," Kathy said. "Prom's like an American tradition. It's like a super-fancy Homecoming or Valentine's Day dance, but only open to the upperclassmen. And their dates, I guess. It's supposed to be the pinnacle of your high school experience, kinda. Though that might be senior prom."

She shoved a few items off the bed, clearing a space for Hanna to sit. "And, yeah, I'm pretty sure about most of this stuff. Most of it just isn't really me."