Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26349202-20150424101955/@comment-26208189-20150503030017

She locked fingers together, setting them upon his nape. Swan Lake played, but Pirouette swayed to her own music.

Once half a minute had passed, Pirouette let go. "I'll be at the Hickory Clock. Countdown and all."

Like Thronecoming, Pirouette left. Only now, a smile decorated her face.