Dorm lobby- Tuesday

[stacyexperiment]

What Gwen was learning was that even if there hadn't been glitter yesterday, fake pink Easter grass was only slightly better. She kept finding random pieces of it, like it would magically appear just to annoy her. At least it wouldn't stick to her skin for the rest of the week? Hopefully?

So Gwen was here, selling tickets, manning the voting booth, and keeping an eye out for any squirrels who might put her name in.