[After spending an eternity debating about dresses, and just what would be nice enough, Rayna settled on a lace gown that fell to the floor, with her long hair swept back and up. She's used to wearing dresses, but she's never worn something so nice. Or been somewhere so nice, for that matter. Her brother would probably have a wide array of jokes stored up for the occasion, but she just tried to stay on the outskirts of the crowds.
Wallflower? You bet. But she's wearing her most polite smile to try to make up for how desperately she's trying to avoid eye contact. It'd be nice if Boaz was there - maybe she could even clip a bow-tie to his fur - but she'll find a way to manage.]
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Wallflower? You bet. But she's wearing her most polite smile to try to make up for how desperately she's trying to avoid eye contact. It'd be nice if Boaz was there - maybe she could even clip a bow-tie to his fur - but she'll find a way to manage.]