I'm still a schoolgirl. Now I'm just a much more revealing schoolgirl. Worse, Gin took my old outfit for "washing". I really doubt I'll get it back. That should teach me to wish for things. But at least he got me a brush too. My hair is now much more orderly and more like how I usually wear it, although he couldn't find a hair rubber band anywhere. He offered me a ribbon, but I don't trust it not to be pink. Sigh.