Closed roleplay with @severelytrashykids
> It was ball night and you had somehow managed to make it to back, to the VIP section, where you’d be meeting your date. Since you were VIP, they also had access to that place, as your date. (Of course, you didn’t know about his status as famous as well.)
> You stand in the door opening, leaning against the doorframe, sighing as the calm music from the stage, is finally getting louder than the fangirls.
> You are wearing your own scarf, but you are holding the horrible fashion sense scarf in your hands, waiting for your date to come around.












