[ It's a little ridiculous how much she has to bob and weave through the crowd to dodge partygoers and patches of spilled drinks on the carpet alike. She's never wanted to sprout 'go away, don't perceive me' hedgehog quills quite as much as she does once they come out the other end of the mob; at least up until Mayou's peevish internal dialogue is promptly diverted by Dabi's voice. Leaning out a bit so she can see around him - and maybe getting a handful of his shirt so she doesn't fall over in the process - she fully expects similar tawdry fashion to the offerings on the racks outside. ]
That is a cute dress. [ She mutters (mostly to herself), rocking up on the ball of her foot to lean out a little more, poking her whole head out of cover once the coast is clear. What the hell!!!!! Where were her cute dress options outside, huh?! Talk about bullshit. ] Bit loose around the middle –– accessorize with a belt, maybe? A sash would be nice.
[ Seeing as there's nobody else coming down the hallway, Mayou quits wrinkling up his shirt in her fingers once she elects to slink further down the hall, flattening herself against the wall to cautiously peek inside... and promptly regrets it. She did NOT need to see two people getting handsy like that.
Still, Dabi gets the nod and thumbs up of approval. Yup, that'll do nicely. Question is, how are they supposed to grab a whole-ass dress on the sly? ]
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Leaning out a bit so she can see around him - and maybe getting a handful of his shirt so she doesn't fall over in the process - she fully expects similar tawdry fashion to the offerings on the racks outside. ]
That is a cute dress. [ She mutters (mostly to herself), rocking up on the ball of her foot to lean out a little more, poking her whole head out of cover once the coast is clear. What the hell!!!!! Where were her cute dress options outside, huh?! Talk about bullshit. ] Bit loose around the middle –– accessorize with a belt, maybe? A sash would be nice.
[ Seeing as there's nobody else coming down the hallway, Mayou quits wrinkling up his shirt in her fingers once she elects to slink further down the hall, flattening herself against the wall to cautiously peek inside... and promptly regrets it. She did NOT need to see two people getting handsy like that.
Still, Dabi gets the nod and thumbs up of approval.
Yup, that'll do nicely. Question is, how are they supposed to grab a whole-ass dress on the sly? ]