Who: Hanna & Susan What: Planning parties and taking measurements When: Bendy times Where: Hanna's cell Warnings: Shouldn't be any
Hanna might have felt a little guilty considering that her cell was now filled with fabric and supplies and embellishments and Sabrina probably didn't appreciate it, but like - it could have been worse. At least everything that was in here was pretty and stylish. It was just all over the place. It took her a couple of hours to get it all organized and set up. She even got herself a small table to put in the room and she filled it with her supplies and set her sewing machine on the table. It might not have been much in the way of having space to do what she needed to do, but Hanna was determined and she would make it work. Obviously. She lived for this shit.
She knew that Susan was coming by, one of many who had wanted a dress, or wanted something. She didn't know if anyone would take her up on her offer and she was relieved when someone did. Not only just someone, but a few ones. She was looking forward to starting for Harriet if only because she said she had never had a dress before.
Not anymore. Hanna already had the perfect dress in mind for her. She couldn't wait to get her measurements. Harriet seemed to keep to herself, but she was pretty cool. Hanna liked her a lot. And that was saying something considering Harriet kicked her ass literally all the time. But Hanna wanted it. She wore the bruises with pride. The times she got nicked by the knife - she gladly showed off. She was learning to defend herself in every way possible and it wasn't just against people or whatever. But monsters. Vampires. Werewolves. She wanted to learn it all. She wanted to be useful.
But, for now, she was going to do what she loved most in the world. She was going to design. Shew as going to make a custom fit, one of a kind Hanna Rivers original for Susan and she was going to love it. She couldn't wait. And while she did that, she would party plan. She wasn't going to think about Alex who was out there, or Noel who was under concrete. She wasn't going to think about anything that didn't pertain to what she was doing right now. At least she would have that for a couple of hours.
When Susan did show up, she got up from where she was sitting at her table. The fabric lined the wall, color coordinated, texture coordinated. Silks and cottons, lace and chiffons - ah, she was so excited.