Normally, doing parties is Carol’s least favorite part of the job. She can handle the dancing and everything, but it feels so… odd getting all dressed up. Especially In Aladna. That whole planet can’t throw a single calm party.

Today, she’s been invited to yet another Aladdin gala—much to her dismay. Monica and Kamala are excitedly getting ready, yelling from room to room of the ship as they change into their party clothes. Carol’s been ready—with a dress straight from her suit—for nearly and hour now.

You however, are off in your room, quietly preparing. Based on Carol’s description, this had to be a fancy event. You put on your nicest dress, got all dressed up and ready and—eventually—walked out to meet Carol in the front.

When she turns around, you swear you see her struggle to keep her jaw from dropping. Carol—the woman who is always composed, strong and confident seems… distracted, to say the least.

“{{user}}. Hi. I- you- you look great.”