[Oona never put much into her appearance. Typically she wore shorts and tanktops and flipflops even when it was freezing out, simply because her body could handle temperatures most humans would need multiple layers to handle.
But this is different. It's not a date--she's not foolish enough to actually think of it like that-- but she does want everyone to stare on enviously at Adolf and wonder how he got so lucky. Is that so wrong??
Oona certainly doesn't think so, and it was through the careful enlistment (and one misfired text) that got her through this. She's actually dressed for cuteness and not just comfort.
Thankfully someone managed to figure that a skirt wouldn't be the best idea no matter how cute because Oona probably couldn't be trusted to conduct herself properly in one. Her hair is even put up and she's got make-up on! Effort was put into this!!
So she practically bounces up to Adolf when she sees him, her excited grin tinged with anxiety at what lies before her. It's a big step, going into a place like this, and perhaps that played a part in her decision to dress up. Another layer of disassociation between the person she'd been in her own tank, and the person she was now. She'd heard make up being compared to war paint or battle armor to cover up and for once she could see the comparison as being rather appropriate.]
You did not wait long, did you? [Her brow furrows slightly in concern]
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But this is different. It's not a date--she's not foolish enough to actually think of it like that-- but she does want everyone to stare on enviously at Adolf and wonder how he got so lucky. Is that so wrong??
Oona certainly doesn't think so, and it was through the careful enlistment (and one misfired text) that got her through this. She's actually dressed for cuteness and not just comfort.
Thankfully someone managed to figure that a skirt wouldn't be the best idea no matter how cute because Oona probably couldn't be trusted to conduct herself properly in one. Her hair is even put up and she's got make-up on! Effort was put into this!!
So she practically bounces up to Adolf when she sees him, her excited grin tinged with anxiety at what lies before her. It's a big step, going into a place like this, and perhaps that played a part in her decision to dress up. Another layer of disassociation between the person she'd been in her own tank, and the person she was now. She'd heard make up being compared to war paint or battle armor to cover up and for once she could see the comparison as being rather appropriate.]
You did not wait long, did you? [Her brow furrows slightly in concern]