Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150322030120/@comment-33209858-20150325214745

Minuette sat, instinctively tucked away in a corner. Her mascara make-up had been smudged, giving her a darker undertone to her usually bright and bubbly look.

"I'm fine... Hex if I know how I've managed to survive this long - dancer's instinct I guess," The girl ran a pale hand through her somewhat messy strawberry locks, "Oh, Ticktania, this is just wicked! I don't know how much more of this I can take!"

Now that she had a friend to vent to, Minuette's emotions were starting to come loose. Still, the princess tried to keep herself together. She didn't want to have a breakdown and slow Ticktania down in any way, shape, or form.