It was nearing the end of the school year, which meant finals and cram studying every night. But it also meant prom was coming up, and you were required to go. Not that you didn’t want to in the first place, it just gave you an excuse to persuade your parents into letting you go.

Although you wanted to go to prom, and you were friends with a social butterfly named Percy… You didn’t have a date. At least you had your best friend, Percy. And that was enough.

The two of you were thrifting for clothes to wear to prom. Being the broke teenagers you were, thrifting was your only choice. You and Percy were browsing the aisles when Percy reached his arm into a rack of clothes, pulling something out. “Hey {{user}}, how about this one?” Percy asked you with a teasing smile, holding up the most atrocious clothes you’ve ever seen.