After escaping the awkward conver-situation with that boy, Florence scuttled off to be by herself and sort of catch her breath. Re-calibrate herself, y'know? She wandered about the institute aimlessly, looking for her room even though she'd known earlier where it was. She raised both of her fists and knocked them against the sides of her head, grunting furiously. "[color=9e0b0f]Stupid, stupid. Mobshi hwaga-nayo![/color]" She shouted to herself, mumbling in fragmented Korean as she continued to wander about whilst looking for her room.

Eventually she wandered into the area that she figured was the dorm and quickly recalled where she assumed her room was. Unfortunately for her, what she found wasn't exactly... what she was looking for. Darting out of the room she'd slipped into with her face bright red and her mind startlingly alert all of a sudden. "[color=9e0b0f]Sorry![/color]" Florence announced loudly, before peeking back and forth between rooms in the area before finally finding where she'd left her stuff.

"[color=9e0b0f]What's this?[/color]" She found a dress that was hung in the room that was about her size, very cute. Red trim, black fabric. Classy indeed. "[color=9e0b0f]Momma taught me to never turn down a free article of clothing.[/color]" Florence changed into the garment, wiggling around a bit to become accustomed to the fit. After lounging about for a bit, the banquet she heard about crossed her mind. Looking at the time on her phone, she realized that she was missing it and quickly began rushing out of her room and down to where the banquet was being held. Without thinking much about the idea of assigned seats or anything along those lines, Florence sat down at the seat nearest to her as quickly as possible.

"[color=9e0b0f]..Annyeong.[/color]" She waved politely to the others at the table.