[Clementine is too young to drink even if she's... definitely had sips of stuff before. It was gross but the burn that followed was nice. The apocalypse tends to throw all those laws out the window. She's hesitant about going to the party. Mostly because she doesn't know what she's doing. She forgot how to be a kid between killing walkers and shooting people. The last time she went to a party, it was a sleepover at her best friend's, and she was seven. That girl is probably dead now, and Clementine is older now, much older than her years.
She shifts a bit awkwardly on her feet as she steps inside the center. She asked Iris to help her find something to wear, and Iris was patient and caring enough to stay and carefully help her something she felt comfortable in and liked. She's even wearing a dress for the first time since she was nine, and she's also got her gun on her but she doesn't go anywhere without it. It'd be like leaving a limb behind.
The girl with the blue hair has a bright smile though. Clementine smiles lightly back, winding one hand around her arm, in a slightly nervous gesture.]
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She shifts a bit awkwardly on her feet as she steps inside the center. She asked Iris to help her find something to wear, and Iris was patient and caring enough to stay and carefully help her something she felt comfortable in and liked. She's even wearing a dress for the first time since she was nine, and she's also got her gun on her but she doesn't go anywhere without it. It'd be like leaving a limb behind.
The girl with the blue hair has a bright smile though. Clementine smiles lightly back, winding one hand around her arm, in a slightly nervous gesture.]
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