Katie idly scrolls through her phone as she sits at the bus stop. Hunger gnaws at her stomach. She internally debates whether to shell out for takeout or save money and heat up something from the freezer. Her bones feel like they're made of lead. She wants to lay down, but knows the bus will just arrive as soon as she does.
And look what happened!
Ok something very very good happened but like that could've been any supe, I could've died or worse
but if i'm wearing that wouldn't my skin be covered anyway, thereby defeating the whole point?
look i'll figure it out
point is i need to get jacked so i am not incapacitated by my own blubber
oh yeah i should probably be getting dressed and going to the convention hall to see mo and shit
She looks on the floor of her room to see if the dress is still there.
She heads back to the room to put it on and checks herself out in the mirror. How is Mo choosing to adorn her beloved toy today?
If Monoceros had an opinion on the matter at all instead of it just being a goon getting something out of Katie's suitcase? Well, either way it's a vaguely piratical outfit, white shirt with lacing at the throat and ruffles on the ends of the sleeves, loose practical drawstring pants, and tall leather boots.
Pretty!!! She naps a selfie.
check out the scurvy patient drip
god this is gonna look SO GOOD on me when i hit my goal weight