Hoshit!

Who: Drea and Alexis
When: mid morning
Where: thrift store

The only thing more terrifying than realizing that she'd -- enthusiastically -- agreed to go to homecoming with Eben was actually going out and making it real by looking for a dress. Drea'd woken up with a headache from all the beer the night before, but a clear memory of everything she'd done and said. Which included totally bombing out with a cute quiet British guy named Dean, drunkenly challenging Gabe to a rematch, and yes, being asked to homecoming. Which she didn't think was a date per se, rather than just one of those 'you're not going, I'm not going, so let's go together' kinds of things. She'd done one of those before with a close guy-friend. Only he was someone she knew, he just wanted to go for another chick, and he didn't call her beautiful all the time. So, weirdness.

And, the event required a dress. Which she was currently panicking over. Her dad had given her some money in her distraught state, and she'd practically run to the thrift store. She didn't know how to buy a dress. She'd only owned like ... two since puberty! And one was for a funeral and she hadn't picked it out! All she knew was she didn't want pink, but other than that, she was lost. Drea riffled through rack after rack, nerves building in her stomach with every second, the freakedoutness showing on her face. This? Was going to be a disaster.