Friday Afternoon, Room 220

[swerval_zero]

The door to 220 was shut, but a little handmade sign on the door said,

I NEED HELP.
If you are female or a male with fashion sense, please knock.
If you are Peter Parker, I'll see you at seven.
If you are M Parker, I need shoes.

Inside 220, it looked like Zero's closet had exploded, and the green-haired wonder herself was pacing the floor, pulling at her hair in something approaching panic. Fish has taken up a perch on top of the TV to watch his owner behave even more strangely than usual.

((Anyone want to help Zero get ready for her date?))

Comments

[swerval_zero]

OOC: *sads* It's cool. There's a possibility my friends may drag me away at some point (they were threatening pub crawlage earlier), so I don't know how this is going to work out.

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: It's been a hell of a weekend anyway. :)