Pajea felt her head start to spin. Holy shit. What. What did she just do. She totally just asked this shrimp to the dance and he accepted. She wasn't sure whether she should feel proud or mortified. "It's....it's....Sem....semi formal..." She stuttered, staring at Diedrich in disbelief. She paused, pondering what one would even do at a dance. She had never been to one, to nobody's surprise, and frankly knew nothing about them. Maybe there was a book on it she could try and find? Maybe she could ask her roommate? Pajea kept drawing blanks on where to begin with this. What a mess this was becoming. She turned attention back to Diedrich and tried to smile back, though it looked forced and somewhat painful. "Thank you." She said, attempting to inject gratuity into her tone.
[internal screaming]
She totally just asked this shrimp to the dance and he accepted.
She wasn't sure whether she should feel proud or mortified.
"It's....it's....Sem....semi formal..." She stuttered, staring at Diedrich in disbelief.
She paused, pondering what one would even do at a dance. She had never been to one, to nobody's surprise, and frankly knew nothing about them. Maybe there was a book on it she could try and find? Maybe she could ask her roommate? Pajea kept drawing blanks on where to begin with this. What a mess this was becoming.
She turned attention back to Diedrich and tried to smile back, though it looked forced and somewhat painful. "Thank you." She said, attempting to inject gratuity into her tone.