Feb 9, 2017
Watching all of the warm bodies mingle from across room under the false pretension that a day dedicated to St. Valentine himself would bring them a night of romance. Humans were so foolish to fall for such marketing schemes and yet here he was in the heart of it all. Zavie didn’t have a clue as to why he attended tonight. He partly came since Josephine was an old friend, but he couldn’t take the loneliness much longer. As he swiftly moved to rush out the entrance a soft touch from a timid hand compelled him to turn around. “I’m about to leave so make it quick.” He sighed not wanting anything more to do with this party for a second.