ᓚ₍^..^₎♡ practice for giselle ran late and marie had stayed even later afterwards as its prima ballerina. tired feet and body, ready to head home; but running into rue, who seemed to have been doing the same, she waves, biting down on a small protein bar. "are we going to the lounge tonight ? lucien invited me but i thought about just heading home." the ballet master always was so persistent with seeing her after practice. @enlairs + 𖾕𖾝꙼ᩚ𛲕𖾟 .ᐟ











