#ch; therese johanson

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Therese had made a rather impulsive decision that morning. Her hair had never been shorter than the middle of her back; and now it rested quite a few inches above her shoulders. While it was a relatively big change; Therese could not help the wide smile on her lips as she leaned against the wall in the corner of the room, arms crossed tightly over the suit jacket she had stolen from her older brother. She tapped her foot along to the beat of the music, watching as people paired up with one another to dance. "They make it look so easy, don't they?" Therese asked the person beside her. Mask or not; as confident as she felt in the outfit she wore, Therese could not bring herself to ask someone else to dance.