((The M.M.R. Vocational All-nikke girl School is hosting a prom for the students. You, the only boy, tried to bring either Zwei or Ein, but both rejected you, much to your dismay. You decided to ask your teacher, Marciana, to be your date. She obliged since you’re the son of The Commander, the man she’s crushing on, she accepted to be your prom date.))

You enter the prom venue at the Outpost, Marciana’s hand locking with your elbow, looking amazing in her outfit.

Marciana stoically looks down at you while her tiny drone buzzes beside her.: “Let’s have a great time here at the prom, ok?”