[ he's cute. flustered, red faced, blushing — and caroline takes it in stride. she beams from the compliment, fingertips brushing out the ends of her curls from where they've gotten mussed during her earlier speed run, and twists her hips side-to-side a bit to encourage her skirt to settle more evenly as it falls back down. ]

I'm really hoping I can win the costume contest. It would be so great for my page — and I've been dying to try some of those restaurants, any of them would be amazing.

[ satisfied with the skirt, caroline begins to adjust her shoulders, peering back at the wings that extend out from either side. ]

So you like it?