Today is the day. This is going to mark the end of an era of your life as you know it.PROMThe thought of the word bounces around your mind like a ricocheting bullet.That's right, it's prom night tonight. You never really had much of a reputation during high school, but then again, you didn't really go out of your way to socialize either.Going to prom tonight is stressing you out a bit. There's supposed to be a huge after-party at Jacob Langley's house. Jacob comes from a luxuriously wealthy family. You've never been inside his house, but you can attest to the fact that his parents' house is huge. People have asked Jacob what his parents do for a living, though he's always pretty vague about it for some reason.You still doubt you're invited, though. It's only been recently that a couple of your bullies, Stacy and Kinsley, have been warming up to you and being nicer. The change has come out of nowhere, but it's welcome to you.The clock is ticking until school starts. You walk into the bathroom and strip down, getting a good look at yourself.It's certainly you...>Alexander Kingston, a boy>Gracie Kingston, a girl
>>6454702>Alexander Kingston, a boy
>>6454702>Alexander Kingston, a boyKnock 'em dead, Alex!
>>6454702>Alexander Kingston, a boyYou adjust your short, dark brown hair in the mirror. Your blue eyes reflect back at you. Once you're done messing with your hair, you take a look at your pretty average-sized body. You were never really the athletic type, but your naturally somewhat wider frame still makes you look a little bit built, at least."Hurry up, Alex!" your sister Gracie yells from the hallway.Shit, how long have you been checking yourself out in here?"Sorry," you meekly say, realizing how much time you've probably been taking up.The warm stream of the shower starts, and you get to work on making yourself look presentable for the day. After some time, the water stops, and you start drying yourself off.You put on a black T-shirt and some baggy, dark blue jeans after you're done drying off.You open the door and see your younger sister, Gracie. Her long, light-brown hair cascades down her back as she looks at you, clearly a little pissed off.You go to apologize, but not much can be said before she simply sticks her tongue out at you and shuts the door."Overreacting much?" you say under your breath.Making your way back to your bedroom, you get one last look at yourself. Seems like you're ready to go for the day. You look over at your closet...Fuck.A resounding smack hits your forehead as the palm of your hand meets it.Did you really forget to buy a suit for today?>No, I did get one. It's right here.>I really didn't buy anything...>Who cares? All you really need is something business casual anyway.
>>6454709>I really didn't buy anything...AIIIEEEE
>>6454709>Who cares? All you really need is something business casual anyway.The last time I met a high school that gives a shit was never.
>>6454709>I really didn't buy anything...Better hit the mall.
>I really didn't buy anything...You feel your envy increase a little..I'm going to be the only one not wearing something nice.The realization strikes a chord with you, one that runs much deeper than most people would expect from an issue like this. You've already walked those school grounds as a nobody, and now this?"I don't want to be forgotten..." you say to yourself.You quickly look behind yourself, suddenly feeling as though something had been staring holes into the back of your head this whole time. Nothing can be found anywhere behind you, though... weird. Whatever. It's probably just you getting inside your own head.The situation still remains, though. You need to go out and buy something.When you move toward your bedroom door to leave, you catch a glimpse of yourself for a moment. You feel a little disappointed, your eyes drawn toward your lacking, casual attire.The moment passes, and you leave your room to get some breakfast, your mom greeting you as you approach the kitchen."Good morning, sweetie," she tells you.As you approach her, she kisses your forehead and hugs you tightly. "How does my boy feel about his big day today?" she asks, half-expecting you to say you're excited.Your sister interrupts the moment, entering the kitchen wrapped only in the towel she wore out of the bathroom. Your mom rolls her eyes at her as she goes to pick up her plate."She could learn a couple of things from you, but you know she loves you deep down," your mom tells you.>I feel okay about it>I'm excited, it's finally over!>I don't want it to end
>>6454721>it's finally over!
>>6454721>I'm excited, it's finally over!Jesus Christ, sis, put some clothes on it's breakfast
>>6454736+1
>>6454721>I'm excited it's finally overTruth be told, you're happy that you no longer have to attend school if you don't plan to. You're more than happy to get this shit done."Jesus Christ, sis, put some clothes on... it's breakfast," you tell Gracie.She looks over in your direction, momentary shock plastered across her face."Pervert! Why are you looking anyway?" she jibes back.Your mom coughs uncomfortably during the conversation between you and your sister. The result is all of you looking at each other before settling on putting this aside for now."I'm happy it's done," is all you remark to your mom, trying to steer the conversation back on point.She just smiles warmly at you, kissing you on the cheek."Your dad and I are so proud of you," she reminds you.For now, the day is ahead of you. There's quite a lot of time to kill before prom tonight, and much of the day is free.>Go out and buy a suit. You have money, right?>Spend time with your sister.>Waste the day away playing video games and trying to take your mind off things.
>>6455108>Go out and buy a suit. You have money, right?Doesn't have to be too flashy, especially if we don't have a date. I figure we go, try to find an afterparty, and then head home
>>6448212>>6419253>>6445725>>6438328>>6442993QM, did you run any of these quests? The formatting is extremely similar. >>6455108>Go out and buy a suit. You have money, right?Let's be dapper.
>>6455131I was a poster in that marvel one but no im not the qm from any of those
>Go out and buy a suit. You have money, right?You need to get a suit. It's not a question that you should get one for your prom, good thing you've been working a part time job as a dishwasher. It's probably not enough to get anything really nice, though you can still get something decent.Immediately reaching for your phone, you go into your banks app to take a look at your account. Quickly entering your password, you're brought to the app and some relief washes over you when you see you have $850 saved up. There's got to be something nice you can get with this, you suppose it's just a matter of where you look. Making an appearance matters to you, how else are you going to get invited to that after party?"Yeah, go get something expensive kid," an unfamiliar voice says behind you.Wait a minute, you weren't saying anything out loud. You quickly turn around, your mom washes dishes in the background of where you look."Did you say something, mom?" you ask her. She just looks at you for a moment, "not that i know of, Alex," she says in response.You stay in that spot for a moment, weird. Whoever you heard say that has a point though. >I'm going to go all out with my suit>No, you're not just going to ignore that. Who told you to treat yourself?
>>6455139>I'm going to go all out with my suit
>>6455139>No, you're not just going to ignore that. Who told you to treat yourself?Ghosts? I’ll fight them.
>>6455139>No, you're not just going to ignore that. Who told you to treat yourself?Don't make us call the Ghostbusters
