Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131129054323/@comment-7497475-20131228112253

Taking Messer's hand, Citrine made the impulsive decision that she wasn't about to let go any time soon. As they moved away from the ferris wheel, she considered their options. Although she'd missed out for a few years, there was only one thing she wanted to do.

''I want to dance with you Messer. That's all I wanted to do.''

"Um, I'm not sure. We could just walk around for a bit, see what people are doing."

Giving him a slightly shy smile, Citrine wondered if they would be allowed into the dance early. She wanted to spend time with Messer, though she'd never tell him that it wasn't about the festival. It was true that she'd wanted to go, but the reason Citrine went this time was because of him.

''I wonder what he'll think of the dress. Maybe I should have dyed it again.''