who: Bobby, Remy, Tyrone, JP, Josh, OT any dude when: Saturday afternoon; not as early as those crazy ladies where: Josh and Alex's room and bathroom what: Boys' prep thread. It's almost prom time, and Bobby and crew are faced with a dilemma they normally don't have: spending more than five minutes in front of a mirror.
Bobby Drake didn't really know what he was doing. Oh, sure, he knew what to wear to prom no problem. He had a pair of black slacks he had gotten from last year's prom thanks to Daddy Warren Warbucks and was planning on re-wearing his white button-up shirt he had too. He only had one tie and didn't want to really wear it again, but he had no choice unless one of his bros had a number he could borrow. It was a plain blue and black diagonal striped tie that had a shine to it. Other than that? Bobby was done. He wasn't worried about his clothes since he was mostly recycling his outfit. It was his hair that he was worried about. It had gotten longer than it was last year and Bobby hadn't done anything with it after rolling out of bed since ... last prom.
He was trying to act like he didn't care, but he was spending an inordinate amount of time in front of the mirror in Josh and Alex's bathroom. He was running water through his hair and matting it around, trying to figure out what he should do with it. This was so not his area of expertise and he wished he could get Tabitha away from the other girls for five seconds to help him out. Bobbert didn't quite trust the feedback of any of the dudes, but he may have to resort to asking.
Dressed only in his white button-up shirt, blue plaid boxers, and black socks, Bobby Drake sniffed the air. Somebody was already going crazy with the cologne already. Not that Bobby had any doubt he would do the same, hoping to do it for his date tonight. You had to be prepared to lose your V Card at any given moment when you were a virgin, especially the formal events.