Fedora's Graduation Outfit
“You’re not really going to wear that are you?” Sacia said, hoping that Fedora was joking around when she showed her her graduation outfit.
“Why not?” Fedora asked.
“Because you’re supposed to wear formal wear,” Sacia said, “not a t-shirt and a pair of shorts.”
“It’s not any t-shirt,” Fedora said, “It’s a graduation t-shirt, I have to wear it, what other time will I be able to wear it?”
“I don’t know,” Sacia said, “not graduation day.”
“Look, I’m wearing tights and a new pair of shoes,” Fedora said, “that’s pretty formal for me.”
Sacia rolled her eyes, “your new shoes are leopard print sneakers.”
“Yeah,” Fedora said, “classy right?”
Sacia just glared at her, she knew she wasn’t going to get anywhere with this, Fedora was a rule breaker, if she liked this stupid outfit she didn’t even care if it went against the dress code. Sacia just hoped she wouldn’t get kicked out or something.
“Why not?” Fedora asked.
“Because you’re supposed to wear formal wear,” Sacia said, “not a t-shirt and a pair of shorts.”
“It’s not any t-shirt,” Fedora said, “It’s a graduation t-shirt, I have to wear it, what other time will I be able to wear it?”
“I don’t know,” Sacia said, “not graduation day.”
“Look, I’m wearing tights and a new pair of shoes,” Fedora said, “that’s pretty formal for me.”
Sacia rolled her eyes, “your new shoes are leopard print sneakers.”
“Yeah,” Fedora said, “classy right?”
Sacia just glared at her, she knew she wasn’t going to get anywhere with this, Fedora was a rule breaker, if she liked this stupid outfit she didn’t even care if it went against the dress code. Sacia just hoped she wouldn’t get kicked out or something.
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