Aug 1, 2016
@lightmorphogeneticfield
[soundtrack: Vivaldi’s Summer]
[there he is. you’re not letting him escape. you’ve spent a lot of this evening training yourself not to rustle your skirts, to move quietly-- you can use it to spring on an unsuspecting Light.]
[ready, set.... strike...!]
[and that’s how you’ve had your arm caught by a flustered, giggly friend in silky gloves and wide shushing skirts, Light.] Light-san, Light-san! [breathlessly.] I didn’t think I would catch you, you have done this whole place up so beautifully, everyone’s so happy. May I dance with you? You said you’d teach me.