I was merely sitting there, reading quite peacefully, as usual, when I came to the┬árealization that I have to go shopping for that blasted gathering that I’m being dragged to, as the only articles of clothing that I have are my organization cloaks and boots.

Me. Go shopping for a suit and mask. Such absurdity.

Perhaps I could slip some clever sleeping agent into Larxene and Marluxia’s food before the night arrives…