One shot collection

15. The costume (ManaowDel)

Alex was considered a very strict President, but since no other member of the drama club intended to fill the position, the responsibility had fallen on his shoulders. Even so, this was not easy for his colleagues.

"...so Pharm said he's going to bring us some sandwiches later and...", Manaow felt it before seeing that the energy in the room was changing.

She then stopped focusing on Del, who she was initially talking to, and took a look around. Everyone, without exception, was paying attention to their conversation. In his turn, the club's president wasn't satisfied at all with the situation and exploded:

"I already told you how important this meeting is! Can't you pay attention for 5 minutes?", Alex yelled from above the stage.

"Ah... Sorry, Phi! We're not going to talk anymore...", but Manaow couldn't continue his apology. Before she could say more, the senior came down from the platform, approached where she and Del were, and said in a tone that didn't allow negotiations:

"The two are in charge of tidying up the costume room! Now! Go!"

"But Phi! Del didn't...", Manaow was going to try to explain that it wasn't her friend's fault, but her words made the boy's face turn into a grimace, something that didn't go unnoticed by Del, who linked her arm with her friend's and got her out of there. A few steps later she turned quickly and said just to doesn't sound rude:

"We're gonna take care of the costumes, Phi! Don't worry!"

The costume room was seen by drama club members as the 7 circles of hell. It wasn't a tradition among the students to keep that place organized because every year they tried to innovate in the plays they presented, hardly repeating those from previous years. Thus, it was rare to reuse previous costumes, but the preference was given to making new ones, instead.

The room was narrow and stuffy, which also made it very difficult to stay inside for too long. So Alex knew very well what he was doing by telling the girls to do it. It was the worst punishment they could receive at that moment. But none of them were even moderately intimidated by the task.

Okay, it was annoying having to sort and organize the clothes, but it could have been worse. At least Manaow and Del were friends and could make the best of their time together. Right? At least, it was with this mindset that they first got in there.

Upon entering the room they realized that it was impossible to leave the door open without it closing itself, a problem with the hinges prevented this. As well as it wasn't possible to open the window completely, but only a small slit that didn't make any difference inside the stuffy room.

"Alright then! Let's go!", Manaow said trying to maintain her optimism.

"That's right!" Del replied with a giggle.

They started to pick up the pieces scattered on the floor to make the transit easier within the tight space, but every now and then they bumped into each other. It was inevitable to work there without this happening due to the small space and clothes in excess.

"Wow, it's so hot in here... I'm starting to feel dizzy!", Del said trying to refresh herself with a fan she found next to a Japanese kimono.

"Poor Del! How about doing it like this?", Manaow said approaching her friend and unbuttoning the top buttons of her uniform.

"Manaow! What are you doing?", Del asked scared.

"What's the problem? The door really can't be opened easily, the window is as bad as it is and it's just the two of us here! Better to relieve yourself in any way you can!", the girl said, stepping back a bit and undoing the buttons of her own shirt. "See? I'll take mine too!"