Chris shook her head as she glanced around the room. This was so far past her speed. Granted, the
white dress she'd gone nuts to finish on time looked awesome, but she just felt twitchy wearing it. At least she had a date though. She turned to Molly. "If I spontaneously combust or anything, apologize to Anya for me, or she'll never let me forget it after I come back to life." She rolled her eyes and moved them towards the donation drop off, leaving some store-bought stuffed animals and action figures.
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