"Girls it's time" the strict lady from earlier announces dressed the same in ratty clothes like earlier which makes me wonder if she would be with us or not,

Everyone forms a line and walks towards the door as the miss strict inspects one after the other and just as usual I'm last in line she scoffs a little raising her brows,

"What on earth are you wearing?" She asks me a very distaste look on her face,

"There wasn't much in there I had to out the pieces together"

"And is that an excuse? Did you have to join them all together looking like a masquerade? More showing less...