dress-less Sunday
Wanda was losing her dress.

It was a new one, too -- white and lacy and soft to the skin and it was a Sunday and she was in the mood to wear it to shopping today. But as it is, the problem was that it was lost.

And she would not have this.

Dressed instead in her relatively new tangerine top and bell-bottom chocolate slacks, Wanda then set off for a search for her new dress. She'd checked the laundry area but it was not there so she was back in the hallways -- posing in the middle of it with one hand on her hip as she flicked her hair back.

She was thinking of a plan.

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