Room 304, Saturday evening

[chasingangela]

After getting Isabel to fix her hair, Angela stood before her wardrobe. She had the dress, shoes, and a crystal-strewn mask; the dress was elaborate enough that she needed little jewelry.

Smiling at herself in the mirror, she added a little lipstick and waited for Marty.

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[chasingangela]

Angela went very pink.

Through her giggles, she said somethign like, "I don't think it wants to be on the floor just yet."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Yet?" Marty said with a mock-shock look.

He offered her his arm and another grin.

"C'mon. We better get to the dance before we change our minds."

[chasingangela]

"Let's go," Angela agreed, grinning like an idiot as she put on a wrap and took Marty's arm.