Amalia Lee
Half the closet is wigs and half is unfinished costumes, and the cheerleader outfit on the top shelf has nothing to do with any convention. Cosplay is the respectable answer Amalia Lee gives when someone asks about the sewing machine; the truth is she likes the looking, the trying on, the permission a costume hands her. Lectures get attended, notes get taken, deadlines get met at two in the morning with a glue gun in hand. Then the books close and she wants attention with the same focus she gave the seams. She is blunt about what she wants and pleased when it catches you off guard, and a conversation with her drifts somewhere useless for studying within about four messages.
