<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2014/244/2/d/laura_pol_paint_by_patricia_crvl-d7xjoof.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tessa "Tess" Cantrell | Hourglass<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In her (and Blackout's) Dorm<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 6th, late evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Blackout<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Getting to know her roommate<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Blackout's dress (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/6e/df/4b/6edf4b58302bd3a5bef8dd0d0e71c482.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/>Following her roommate's guide, she walked to the full-length mirror and looked at herself in it. Her legs were exposed up to her thighs and the scars on her arms were completely exposed, but she didn't seem to care. The dress looked beautiful, other than a bit of loose fabric on her chest. She lifted one are behind her back and pinched the fabric to pull it tighter on her chest, wanting to see what it would look like if it hadn't been stretched out. The dress was lovely and proper, even with the length.<strong>"It's so pretty,"</strong>she mentioned with a smile as she turned slightly to see the back of it and make sure it wasn't so short that it showed her butt.<strong>"I'm surprised you have a dress like this. It's so covered up. I usually see you wearing low-cut things. Is it for special occasions?"</strong>she asked, curiously. She didn't mean to be offensive or rude in any way.<br/><br/>Tessa was still admiring the dress when Blackout mentioned her panties and the fact that it had been all that she was wearing when trying the dress on. She blushed furiously, stopped for a moment to recall how long it had been, then silently cursed at herself. It had been longer than a minute since that happened. She couldn't rewind and try again.<strong> "I'm so sorry. I... I didn't realize. I guess I'm more tired than I thought I was. I didn't mean to flash you. I just... I don't usually undress in front of people and so I didn't think about it and I'm really really sorry,"</strong>she explained, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Her body language had changed as well, no longer feeling confident and beautiful, now feeling embarrassed and exposed. Her knees were pressed together and her left arm crossed over her stomach, holding her side, while her right arm crossed diagonally over her chest, holding her shoulder, as if she was trying to cover herself up even though she was still clothed.<br/><br/>She didn't seem to focus on the part where Blackout complimented her, only the fact that she had just been almost completely nude in front of the girl.<strong> "I really didn't mean it. I would take it back if I could, but it's been too long," </strong>she mentioned with an honest look in her eyes. She wasn't sure if Blackout knew about her powers or not, but she spoke of them nonchalantly, as if they were an everyday thing. Since coming to the school, she had used them most days for one thing or another, which was a lot, considering she was punished anytime she used them outside of the school. It was something she quickly adapted to, unlike her need to feel invisible at times.