Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26907930-20170921230213

'''It'll be alright. Yes. You're looking good, don't worry, Amy.' ''

Amoris thought, while softly applying a pink lipstick on her full, roundy lips. She looked good, maybe, but she would never really admit it to herself. An usual flamingo-pink dress contrasted with her slightly tanned skin, and pinkish makeup matched her caramel doe eyes. Her long, wavy pink hair was up in a messy bun, decorated with a small golden crown and small rosy flowers.

She looked great. She had to, at least. Right when her father, Eros, the god of love, had arranged her a future husband, Amoris' concerns about how she looked only became stronger, because she had to be beautiful to her husband. She had to be attractive, make justice to the name of her grandmother, ''the goddess of beauty. ''

And Amoris was freaking out with her appearence because this night she would go on a date with her future husband. ''Phoebus Thrace. ''Not born to the Charmings, but surely a prince charming himself. And maybe Amy shouldn't worry that much, because she and Phoebus had been friends since they were nursery rhymes, and he knew her, knew almost every single inch of Amoris' body. But the pressure of their parents, of falling in love, marrying, having a kid. It all made Amoris extremely nervous.

The pink-haired winged girl sighed. She didn't love Phoebus, not this way at least. And all of this, all of their dates had been forced by their parents. They weren't natural. And this made Amoris hurt, and she was sure this made Phoebus hurt as well.

''But let's try once again. Who knows, maybe they fall in love this time. Amoris, the Cupid, and Phoebus, her Psyche. Making their parents proud. Being the couple they needed to be. '' 