Playing dress-up (Brooke)

[Marnie Sullivan]

Backdated Saturday, May 31st, 2014

It was, quite frankly, a little ridiculous how much time Marnie had spent that afternoon digging though her wardrobe. She didn't exactly have much to choose from; sure, there were plenty of sweaters and jeans for day-to-day wear, but she'd never get away with that tonight. Eventually she settled on the same black dress she'd worn to her first illicit dorm party. Black was easy to match, a safe choice. And while the cut wasn't exactly racy, it bared much more than the long sleeves and high necklines Marnie typically sported in class. With any luck she'd get Brooke's seal of approval without too much trouble.

From there, though, it got a little more complicated. Not only did she have to worry about the right makeup, hairstyle, even accessories, but she wasn't even sure if she was supposed to bother with them yet. They were meeting up to get ready together, after all. But Marnie doubted she could just show up, face bare, hair flat. But neither could she prepare by herself - that would defeat the purpose, and she had so little practice primping and polishing that surely Brooke could help.

So rather han make any real progress, Marnie spent the afternoon pacing her room, occasionally picking up a nicklace or lipstick or her cellphone, staring at it, and setting it back down. But now it was time to go. And if she couldn't be ready, well, she could at least be punctual.

Nerves thoroughly wracked, Marnie made her way to Brooke's dorm, dress hidden under her coat, a selection of makeup and jewelry stashed in her purse to run past the other girl's surely more experienced opinion.

Room 408. Here we go. Marnie steeled herself, chewing her bottom lip nervously, before knocking to announce her arrival.

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Brooke was hella excited for this widdle datey-date she had going on with that uber-super-duper Marnie-tutor girl.

Even more cool was that now Brooke could officially claim that she had a thing for her tutor. And if things went well tonight, she might even be able to boast about getting hot-and-heavy with her tutor! A high school girl’s dream. Nobody had to know it was someone younger than her. Or a girl.

She’d used the day to prepare her room for the prep-event, cleaning it’s normative messiness, and picking out a whole wardrobe for the two of them to try on, despite the fact that Marnie insisted her clothes wouldn’t fit. They wouldn’t know unless they tried!

Brooke had yet to get dressed herself, however, waiting for her new (girl)friend to arrive before trying and was wandering about the room in a pair of rolled up black boxers and a spaghetti strap cami with the most adorable kitty watermarked across the front. Before long, Brooke heard that expected knock at the door. She bounded like Bambi across her room and flung the door open.

“Marnie! Oh, yey, you’re here!!” she beamed with a clear bounce in her step. “Hurry up, get in here!” Brooke grabbed the other girl’s hands and pulled her inside, promptly shutting the door behind her.

Upon the bed was that mountain of clothes she’d pulled from her closet. Around her room, though…well, it was interesting. A bookshelf with books and books and books, an entire shelf dedicated to D&D guides with the top ornamented with game-piece figurines. There were posters of various animes. Then, of course, there was her kung-fu posters. “So….is that your final answer?” she asked, giving her a point up and down, referring to the black number she was wearing.

[Marnie Sullivan]

Oh, she didn't get ready all the way either. That was all Marnie had the time to notice before being yanked inside with a "yeep!" and hearing the door shut behind her.

The first thing to draw Marnie's attention was the heap of clothes piled high onto the bed, waiting. Were they all for her to try on? Jesus, she hoped not - they'd never even make it out to karaoke if she had that much to get through. Especially if she was going to run back and forth from her own room or the communal bathroom to change. Unless Brooke was expecting her to change here? Oh god she probably was, Brooke was dressed so minimally already she was probably expecting the both of them to be tossing on and off one outfit after the other, which would mean being in her underwear and - 

Marnie had to force herself to breathe and concentrate. She'd only just gotten here. Now was not the time to panic and go full camo and embarrass herself.

"Well, I was thinking, um," she tried haltingly, "I mean it's not my final - I mean I'm open to suggestions." The words tumbled out in a rush, and Marnie tossed in a shrug, hoping it made her seem a little more relaxed than she was.


Ooor maybe she should just dive into the heap of clothing and hide there.

As a compromise, and also because getting started meant less opportunity for awkward silence, Marnie made her way over and nabbed something blue off the top of the heap. She held it up, arms outstretched, to inspect it.

"What about this one?" It looked pretty enough held out like this, Marnie thought; not too short, and with a jaunty sort of pattern on the hem, and what was that? A flash of recognition hit her as Marnie lowered the dress and it stopped obscuring the bookshelf behind it. She knew that title, she'd that book twice!

"I didn't know you liked fantasy!" she exclaimed, whirling to face Brooke with a smile without a bit of force behind it. "I just finished the second part of the Grisha trilogy, I can't wait for number three, what did you think of it?" Oh, what a relief - if they had something in common to talk about maybe this could be fun instead of nerve-wracking.

((OOC: I named an actual book series because I couldn't think of a decent fake name, but if you don't know it feel free to just make shit up))

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What was the big deal about losing your clothes in front of another girl? Well, unless you were a lesbo, or something…which, Brooke might fall into that realm. Well, not completely, but enough. But it was pretty commonplace for girl-friends to get changed in front of each other. And besides, what did she do in the locker room for PE? Ha, Brooke gave it practically no thought herself then. She got inside and off went her clothes, no hesitation at all!

Nothing to be embarrassed about, they were both smoking hot anyway.

“Well, it’s nothing baaaaad,” she tried to reassure the cutie-girl. “I mean, maybe you can just try a couple other combinations and if you don’t think they work for you, then we can scrap ‘em and we’ll work with what we got, kaay?”

She grinned as Marnie grabbed one of the numbers from the pile. “Ohh yes baby! I say we try it!” Brooke still had to figure out what she was going to wear too, so she started rummaging through the pile when Marnie pointed out her book collection.

“Hmmm?” Brooke blinked, looking over her shoulder at the girl, then to the bookshelf. “Oh, yeah! There’s that, I totes wanna be a Cleric of Wee Jas when I grow up.” She smirked when the girl mentioned the series. “Oh, you like that, don’t you? Mmm…I thought it was alright. Kinda seems like the standard adventurer-fantasy story, but they just switched out the protagonist for a female….sorry, I kinda dropped it about halfway through.” Which was still generous considering what she almost did to the whole Twilight series.