Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3991308-20170127072641/@comment-26470201-20170130045002

Ya Chi Silk hoped he didn't look as awkward as he felt. The boy had arrived a bit fashionably late after finishing business from his stall, but he kinda 'lost' his friend and all he had in his close proximity was a glass of iced fairyberry tea given by the host.



There are quite a number of guests in this Lunar New Year's party, but he is currently working up the approach of which to ask someone without sounding rude. Besides, this is a rare time which he was away from his dear family during this time of the year, it was fine that he could wait for a while. Then again, he and Weavie did promise them to share the wonderful time they had afterwards (and not to talk anything about Knack of All Threads to the party).



So then he knew he had to make conversation, preferably with the next person he sees. It's good to find something in common with another person. As soon as he finds Weavie of course.



Unfortunately, the second he twisted towards the food table, there was a bump and his drink spilled onto someone else's outfit. So much for sharing something in common.



"Oops, hexcuse me."