[h1][b][i][color=FF9A4F][center]Leah Jordan[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ktEJkOK.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=FF9A4F][b]Location[/b][/color]: Training Room B
[color=FF9A4F][b]Gear[/b][/color]: A hot ass dress
[color=FF9A4F][b]Skills[/b][/color]: The insurmountable will to not lose her cool under any circumstances
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Oh, good lord. They were both asking her to make a decision. April and Sabine, the ones who had actually [i]planned[/i] on coming, were both asking [i]Leah[/i] what she wanted to do. This was really her on the spot, like a deer in the headlights. It felt like a shitty thing to just say, “no, I don’t want to do anything” when this was supposed to be a fun night. Why even come if she was just going to sulk in the corner? Someone would eventually come over and talk to her, probably hit on her and she’d throw them through a window. She didn’t want to dance, she didn’t want to mingle… Honestly, she wanted to hide in her dorm and pretend tonight didn’t happen. But if she did, then Sabine and April would be upset.

[color=ff9a4f]”Screaming? Nah. We can do whatever you guys wanna do. You’re the dance-goer-people. A haunted house sounds fine to me. I’ll punch Nimue back into the… Whateverworld place she’s from if it’s really [i]that[/i] bad in there.”[/color] She was trying to enjoy this, and honestly? Her girls made it a lot better. At least she didn’t have to dance, imagine trying to dance with two people at once. She knitted her fingers between both of their hands. [color=ff9a4f]”So… Scary shit, and then we do something you two want?”[/color] She asked.