Hazmat ROCKED. Stacey couldn't go, actually, so I went with Ross. He and I were dressed rather plainly, by comparison (I felt sooo underdressed; it further underscored my need for decent Goth clothing. NOW), him in a plain black shirt, camo pants, and combat boots; me in my strapless purple corset, black pants, my black lace-up platform boots,
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