I'm missing the Ball tonight due to an unavoidable conflict. Everyone will be getting ready. Hairdryers humming, showers steaming, and the sound of heels click clacking down the hallway. Yes, everyone will be getting ready for the Ball. There will be a crisis a safety pin will undoubtedly solve and a dress that just won't zip without help from the girl next door. There will be music blaring in the hall, preparing the girls to leave their armor and shields at the door, so they can dance with the perfect stranger. A stranger who's real being is mostly a fabrication in the girls' minds. And they will dance all night and when they leave the Ball the clicking of their heels will become softer in some directions and louder in others.
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