#ball thread

[dylandunsmore]

@kenzievaisman​

"What do I have to do for you to marry me already? I’m sick of sharing you with all these men.” It’s exactly how Dylan greets Kenzie for the third time that night, she keeps going back to the woman any chance their paths cross just to spend a little time together. Her cheeks are flushed at this point, her wings long discarded somewhere behind a chair with her mask. The glitter around her eyes has traveled down to her cheeks and she was still having a blast. 

[withlovekimshaw]

@brightonnature​

“Oh, I’m going to have to change my outfit now,” Kim opens with a playfulness as she comes face to face with a man in a mask similar in style to her outfit. Her version of Poison Ivy less comic book and more sultry. “That mask is brilliant.”

[dylandunsmore]

@rhysles​

“So, Conor has a girlfriend.” Dylan comes up from behind Rhys, sans her mask, wings and now covered by Dawson’s jacket which she basically swims in. It’s been a little while since she’d seen her brother, and finding him alone gives her the perfect excuse to check in with him. “Want one?” Dylan seemingly pulls a little square of chocolate from nowhere, it’s wrapped up and looks fancy - and she may have a whole dish worth of them poured into Dawson’s jacket pocket right now. Once a thief always a thief.

[dylandunsmore]

@esmeraykj​

“Why is there always a line for the women’s bathroom no matter where we go?” Dylan complains to the person beside her as she sways side to side, really needing to pee. It was some time into the night now but she was still wearing her wings and mask. There were at least ten people before them so she distracts herself with the company beside her. Their outfit was well, insane in the most complimentary of ways. “You look great, but can I ask… what are you supposed to be?” She didn’t even know who was behind the mask but she was impressed, sure it took a lot more work that putting on a pretty dress like most of them had.

[dylandunsmore]

Capturing memories: throughout the night of the ball Dylan flutters around finding friends to dance with and snap photos with. @kenzievaisman,  @celestextorres, @junebugcoleman, and @coltonwright just a few faces that show up in the photos.

[withlovekimshaw]

@beckshudson​

“Now where might your matching Angel be?” Kim asks the masked man in red suit, assuming he was the devil in some form. She doesn’t realise her stray comment had been directed right to Beckett, someone not long ago she’d shared a lovely meal with.

[dylandunsmore]

@dakotaburton​

“So, I can’t decide if you’re crazy or not,” Dylan starts as she sits down on a chair across from Dylan. She has been dancing most of the night away and needs to rest her poor little feet that are going to be numb by the time she leaves. “Like, we haven’t spent much time together over the years but after the other night... like you must be crazy about Conor.” Gross, but also a nice thought all at once.

[withlovekimshaw]

@theakazansky

The one thing Kim hadn’t expected tonight, though is quite predictable for the workaholic woman, was to find so much inspiration around her. Whenever she could, without being rude to her companion or those around her, Kim was making notes in her phone, sneaking a photo or two of items people were wearing for future inspiration. She finds herself beside a woman in a gorgeous black gown far more appropriate for the weather than her own rather short dress. “That dress is beautiful on you,” the redhead compliments, unsure of the face behind the mask is familiar or not. Her own was rather easy to look beyond, plus her signature hair colour had to mistake unless it was for the handful of others in the town alike.