suddenly: soirée.

[fuckyousoleil]

[On this abnormally cool summer's evening in Camp Fuck You Die, an elaborate tent has been set up just outside the carnival. At 7PM sharp, everything in the carnival lights up - the ferris wheel, the strands of festive lights strung around the Tunnel of Love, even the haunted house are all illuminated. The atmosphere appears to be welcoming,

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[x_autnihil]

*wearing what is basically just an even more elaborate and higher quality version of his normal clothes, trying to convince the zombie to pour him a glass of wine*

Of course I am old enough, don't be ridiculous.

[restoringpeace]

[ dressed to impress ]

Are you really old enough?

[x_autnihil]

Yes. Where I am from, at least.

You look quite beautiful, Euphy. My sister would be very jealous of your gown.

[restoringpeace]

Thank you. [Plucks at the ruffles a little.] The hosts are very generous this evening supplying everything from food to even proper attire.

[x_autnihil]

Yes, they can be quite considerate when they put their minds to it.

*offers his hand* Might I have this dance?

[restoringpeace]

[takes hand with a smile.] I would be honored.

[x_autnihil]

*small bow and leading her onto the dance floor* Ah, that's quite unfair. You stole my next line.

[restoringpeace]

[laughing] I apologize. I wasn't aware!

[x_autnihil]

You owe me a favor for that. *smoothly sliding them both into a rather complex set of dance steps, his hand on her waist*

[restoringpeace]

[Thankfully has some experience in dancing! And may be a little impressed he knows how to.] Something tells me this isn't the first time you've been to an event like this one. ( continued here.)