No, not the same place we've been before

*Mel's more nervous now than she was when she was getting ready to meet Mail for their date, and she takes longer than she needs to in the bathroom, brushing her teeth, finger-combing her hair. She made it sound teasing when she told him she'd wear pajamas for once, but the black silk tank and shorts (with a pink bow at the neckline and pink trim around the legs, because the mansion can't help but mock her a little) feel weird and unfamiliar. Finally, she can't reasonably put off leaving the bathroom any longer. With a last admonition to herself to be careful, she heads into the replica of her Wammy's room.*

There anything you need?

[private to downtothefilter]