Anonymity
Naomi gave herself one last look over in the mirror. The Remembrall found her excitement and giddiness for the ball somewhat peculiar. The fact that she had slept for two days was at least part of it and also perhaps the anonymity would allow her to focus on this night of adventure. Naomi looked good or so she believed. She thought the lace mask, obviously Nable's idea, complimented the purple and black gown brilliantly. She twirled long enough to reveal her open toed heels that her mother had most definitely picked out. That was just like her, don't hurt yourself anymore, but hey here are some heels that will shatter your ankles if you so much as stumble. Naomi flashes an awkward smile into the mirror and gives her self a half enthused thumbs up before heading to the ball. Naomi was a little late, fashionably so she hoped. She took a moment to absorb everything going on at the ball. The room was gorgeous just adding to her excitement. The only slight disappoint that she felt was the fact that the dance floor only had a few couples dancing while everyone else congregated in different areas having conversations. Naomi wanted to dance she wanted to feel alive and she wanted a surprise. She locked her eyes shut, spun around then opened them again. Naomi bravely strode towards who her eyes targeted not caring whether the person she was asking talking to someone, or trying to hide. "May I have this dance." Her face broke into a smile. This night was going to be amazing.
