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PandaGirl 
"Heeeeey...stop laughing!" Heather made a cute pout, knowing her best friend was laughing at her gloriously ruffly dress, but then she too broke into a laugh. "I think England. That was my last thought." she answered, tilting her head to her right. She sounded like she wasn't very sure of what she was wearing. "Leave it to my imaginations... or that room had just decided to dress me up like my parents do." why does everybody seem like they wanted Heather to dress up like a vintage porcelain doll anyway?
Her eyes travelled to Cass and her entire ensemble. A wild-west inspired attire more likely to represent the country of the United States. She smiled. Pants. Cass seldom wears pants. When was the last time she saw Cass wearing pants? It was waaaaaaaaaay too long ago. "I'm not guessing, you're representing America with a cowboy-inspired ensemble...it's nice to see you wearing pants Cass. It suits you very much."
"You aren't sure?" Cass asked with a smirk as she raised an eyebrow at her and crossed her arms over her chest
"How are you not sure? All you had to do was think of a country and the tent came up with your costume. How could you not be sure of that?
"Huh. Weird." She simply said with a shrug. She was most certainly not imagining a pair of jeans when she entered the room, but here she was, clad in a pair of form-fitting blue jeans. Her mother would approve, weirdly enough.
Then she grinned. Good guess. She was way tired of wearing dresses anyway. Too puffy. Too heavy, too much of a hassle.
"Yup, I guess the hat was a dead giveaway, yes?" What better way to represent America then a cowboy hat? Well, aside from dressing in red, white and blue stripes. Then she laughed
"Thanks, I might think about wearing them more often." But, still, she was a skirt girl at heart.