[she's been hovering between being sick, dealing with the disappearance of her roommate, reading in the library, and practicing certain sports at the Complex on her own the last couple of days, but news of the Prom certainly didn't escape her ears. So here she is, in a little orange number.
Except she's a little unsure of why she's here at all - she surprisingly hasn't exactly gotten herself a date. So she's here by the wall, watching others quietly with a smile, and occasionally taking a small sip from her drink.]