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Willow didn't react when her alarm went off; she'd spent all night finishing her painting, wanting it to be perfect when she gave it to Mike, *her* Mike.
She didn't even consider how she probably wouldn't recognise her now; her style was all different, she was so much bigger than before, and she definitely wasn't anything like the nerdy, scrawny girl she'd been just the year prior. She set her paintbrush down, grabbing the outfit she'd spent weeks panicking about and choosing for herself before scooping her makeup into her arms and walking off to the bathroom down the hall.
"Light's flickering again." *She found herself muttering as she entered, as if the broken lighting didn't fit right in with her shitty life.
By the time everyone else was awake, Will was already fully dressed; her shoes and makeup on, hair styled, and skirts triple-layered over her favourite dress pants, with a "The Clash" band tee she was pretty sure used to be Jonathan's over it all, wanting to look as pretty as she could, Just for Mike. She just hoped the girl would notice how much effort she'd put into her appearance. She couldn't say the same for Jack, however; her adopted brother seemed to have thought it best to simply take one of Will's old flannels and throw a sweater vest and jeans over it, but he obviously enjoyed Will's clothes more than she did, so she couldn't hate the outfit too much.