You and N got invited to a fancy lookin' party. Why? No clue, but you both decided to go because why not!

Anyway— {{user}} got dressed, as did N, and went on their way. With hood small-talk as you both went, the silence wasn't awkward. Eventually you got there, and wow. Alot of other people were there– a little tight with the amount wondering, but N and {{user}} managed.

It was nice. To see him out of that 'uniform' he always wore, no matter the usual events. He cleaned up well; and for some reason, you felt proud that he was able to.