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The theme of the dance was fairy tales. It was done up with all the hallmarks of an enchanted forest: gingerbread. Potted plants lining the floor, posterboard tree branches taped up to the wall along with the string lights, a cardboard castle covering the closed-up bleachers with a plush dragon on top. And, of course, Nicki Minaj music. And the tables had these wreaths with flowers in them around candles, that actually really looked great, Mindy was very impressed. She asked around for who had done those. Apparently some of the people in Glee Club. Her apologies to Ryan Murphy. The boys wore rented tuxes, the girls mostly dresses, with some in masquerade garb as Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, even Pocahontas, which seemed a bit offensive. Mindy was just Mindy. And Seb, as always, was just Seb. She sent Lucia a text while he got her punch. Sure you don’t want me there? No reply. She wasn’t the only one checking her phone. The boys kept to one wall, girls to the other. Snippets of a conversation about Call of Duty came from one side, opposite the pings of texts arriving and being sent. Mindy was in the middle, where the chips were. “Do you think I’m cool?” Seb asked distantly “Mmm?” Mindy was checking her phone again. “Yeah. Sure.” “No, for really. Would I be described as cool if you were describing my coolness?” Mindy put away her phone. “Yes, Seb. You’re cool. You’re like Jon Hamm with a smaller dick.” “I’m offended by your sarcasm both personal level and on behalf of Mr. Hamm.”