Room 511, Friday Evening

[deanforrester]

Dean was checking himself out in the mirror, making sure all the creases in his suit were smooth and his tie was straight and his hair was appropriately slicked. In other words, all the stuff his mother would have done had he been at home. He was pretty satisfied, although he had to admit he wasn't quite sure what he was supposed to be looking

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[daemonridden]

Lyra came back from the bathroom, wearing her sparkly black dress. Seeing Dean all gussied up, she grinned.

"Don't you look dashing?"

[ooc: I'm sorry I didn't reply sooner; LJ was being weird on me and never actually updated after about 6, even though I kept hitting 'refresh.']

[deanforrester]

"Thanks!" Dean said with a grin. He took in Lyra's dress appreciatively, as he grabbed the corsage from his desk and took it out of the box. "You look amazing, too."