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Make It Fashion- Tuesday- 1st period
When the students got to the classroom today, Brooke was already laying out a small selection of patterns to choose from.
"Hey, guys. I don't know that there's a huge need for a lecture or anything, but today you're going to make a simple shirt," she told them. "You can pick whichever one you want, use whatever fabric you want. So take the class period and see what you can do, I'm around if you need help."
"Hey, guys. I don't know that there's a huge need for a lecture or anything, but today you're going to make a simple shirt," she told them. "You can pick whichever one you want, use whatever fabric you want. So take the class period and see what you can do, I'm around if you need help."
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Mae had maybe forgotten about trying to extort snack food from Prompto.
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"It's a Moogle," he offered, by way of totally helpful explanation
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She had no idea what a moogle was.
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"They're these creatures from my world," he expanded the premise for her a little more. "Real cute and dopey looking guys, so you can bet they slap their faces on a ton of merch. But I've also got some gyshal chips, too, if you're weird about eating faces, but, trust me, the moogle mousse is way better."
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"Bam," he said. "Now you've got sweet and savory."
And, honestly, it was probably better that he didn't have too much of that junk lying around at arm's reach anyway.
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She still didn't know, like, what the things were made of.
"Huh," she said. "Thanks."
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They were good! That's all that mattered!
And so Prompto nodded, preening maybe a little as he felt he'd successfully met his almost entirely self-imposed duties as snack provider. "You're welcome."
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"Not really," he admitted. "You just got lucky this time, I guess."
Except, well, not really luck when he'd pretty much brought them specifically to throw snacks at her.
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"Cool," Mae said. "I don't really get lucky that often."
Euphemistically, because she was fifteen and still figuring out her variety of queer. And, well. She was a black cat.