Neptune takes a sip out of his drink, eyeing the ballroom as he did so. Leon was nowhere to be found, which didn’t really surprise him. The two were alike - social butterflies and all of that. So of course the other was off making his rounds. Lowering his cup, he sighs.
Okay, so he was kinda bored. He didn’t really do formal - sometimes, sure, but this was just...not what he was expecting. The jams were cool and the food and drink was good, but everything else felt too...well, formal.
Hopefully there’d be some cool after party to make up for this. Heading towards the food table, he decided it’d be best to probably take a step outside once he got everything he needed. For once, Neptune felt kind of awkward, He didn’t know many others and those he knew were nowhere to be seen.
Before he could get closer to the table, he found himself running into someone.
Looking down, he takes a quick step back.
“Oh --”
“Hey, sorry. You okay?