- Messages
- 605
- OOC First Name
- Mia
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- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Seeing Somebody
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- Ngawaiata
- Age
- 19 (08/03/2043)
Each of the dances had a different feeling Halloween was both scary and funny a combination or pumpkin and dark chocolate. The Yule ball varied a little between its summer and winter theme but this year it was spearmint and pine and warm mittens still cozy despite the cold. Valentines tasted like pink lemonade. Very sweet and sparkly.
All day the school had been a riot of colour and people and noises. She had spent some time hiding from it in the arts room before eventually retiring to the dorm for a bit of a relax before getting ready for the dance.
Once she was dressed and had her hair and makeup done she made her way down stairs to the hall glad that the chaos from the roses had settled to a steady feeling. She slowly made her way through the room letting the music wash over her like a blanket keeping an eye out for her friends. Not that she hoped to join them as she hoped that they would all be enjoying the evening with their partners. Except maybe Leo. He wasn’t going with anyone that she knew of. It would be nice to hang with him. But she wasn’t sure if he would even come. She somehow ended up at the drink table and more from a desire to do something than actual thirst she picked up a class and smiled when she realised that one of the drinks they were serving was pink lemonade. Maybe she wasn’t the only one who found the holiday tasted like this after all.
All day the school had been a riot of colour and people and noises. She had spent some time hiding from it in the arts room before eventually retiring to the dorm for a bit of a relax before getting ready for the dance.
Once she was dressed and had her hair and makeup done she made her way down stairs to the hall glad that the chaos from the roses had settled to a steady feeling. She slowly made her way through the room letting the music wash over her like a blanket keeping an eye out for her friends. Not that she hoped to join them as she hoped that they would all be enjoying the evening with their partners. Except maybe Leo. He wasn’t going with anyone that she knew of. It would be nice to hang with him. But she wasn’t sure if he would even come. She somehow ended up at the drink table and more from a desire to do something than actual thirst she picked up a class and smiled when she realised that one of the drinks they were serving was pink lemonade. Maybe she wasn’t the only one who found the holiday tasted like this after all.