Spirits of Emotion - LWA - Constanze x Jasminka x Amanda

Chapter 4

A couple days ended up passing by, and the test had come and gone. It was Thursday in the afternoon, and Chariot wanted to have a small stargazing dinner with the girls. Amanda was laying on her back staring at the stars. Surprisingly, with her focusing on school so much this week, she felt awkwardly better. Not perfect, but she has had that odd feeling less over the week. It doesn't mean she was impervious to it though. Constanze flicked a small puck, then once more. She tapped it twice before flicking it in her hand one last time before unfolding a large telescope. Its legs pulled out and pushed into the ground. She sat down and began to examine the stars with great curiosity. Amanda watched this, and gave a soft smile. She sat up more vertically before looking at Jasminka. "Thank you again for helping... with, everything." Jasminka smiled and nodded. "Don't mention it, it's on me." she said, happily, before looking up at the stars. She took a bite out of a small sandwich she brought. She heard laughing and cheering, causing her and Amanda to look over. Hannah and Barbara were playing with their magic, seeming to be something Diana or Akko just showed them regarding the stars. Amanda was surprised to see the two doing such, considering they were so hostile at the beginning of the year. She stood up, garnering some curiosity from Jasminka, but not much outside of that. Amanda began to walk over to Lotte, who was texting on her orb. Amanda smiled "What's popping Java?" she asked, making a picking nickname at Lotte due to how her name was pronounced. Lotte only responded with a modest eye roll, knowing Amanda didn't mean anything bad by it. "I'm talking with some friends about the party in town tomorrow." Amanda nearly forgot about the event, but she played it cool. "Oh that thing? It's just music at a bar, what is so exciting about it?" Lotte looked at her. "You dance too, you know that right?" Amanda's face went sharp red, both with embarrassment and fear. "Is something wrong?" Lotte asked, wondering what caused such a sudden reaction from Amanda, "Well no not really." She said she knew that Lotte wasn't one to disclose secrets, but she wasn't about to be descriptive. She sighed, "I was planning on going, but I didn't know you were supposed to be going to dance. I haven't even asked anyone about it yet." Lotte smiled confidently, "I am sure you will find someone." She closed her eyes and tilted her head, showing Amanda her trust.

Saturday came before anyone expected. Amanda knew that the event was at night, so she got most of her chores done earlier than normal to be able to have the time to get ready. She was in the restroom, getting her hair ready preemptively. She wanted to have it slicked back similar to how she had her disguise for Appleton, but she wanted to do it more authentically. She wanted to look her best, and couldn't really see what she would look like without the mirror and just using magic. She smiled proudly at herself in the mirror, before turning and exiting the bathroom. She wasn't expecting much out of the girls' dresses. She presumed they would go rather casual, so her expectations were rather low. When Amanda opened the door to the dorm, she was about to give a friendly hello before being stopped in her tracks immediately. Her jaw dropped, almost working against her to cause her eyes to widen as if a deer in the headlights. Jasminkas head tilted, holding a blow dryer in one hand, and Constanzes ponytail in the other. Constanze was in a chair, having her hair done by Jasminka. The ponytail usually held her hair down into a thin line, but with Jasminkas help, it seemed to be more puffy and noticeable. Her bow was lower down, being more pronounced and able to be seen from ahead. Her bangs were swept to the sides, and waved very slightly for some texture. She didn't have any makeup on, likely due to not really enjoying that type of thing. Whenever Amanda looked down across Constanze, she noticed the dress she had. It seemed to be one of Jasminka's older dresses, shrunken and dyed with magic. It had a thin, somewhat restrictive yet perfectly fitting top with frills on the sleeves and neck. The frills were small, being only directly noticeable when observing, but they appeared to be soft. The sleeves went down her arms halfway, stopping just above the elbow. She had her legs close together, the dress bottom seems puffy, being rather frilly on the bottom, and she seemed to have a pair of uncharacteristically high heels.