Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150509140302/@comment-25686329-20150510154541

((Let's begin, then!))

The Yankee submissively let his head knock into his locker as he slouched forward. Author-Grimn it, ANOTHER dance to which he wouldn't have a date.

He paused in his self pity for a moment. Maybe he wasn't giving himself enough credit; there had to be SOME girl in the school that would ask him... at the same time, there was an equal chance he's end up alone again.

He tentatively looked over his shoulder at the saccharine-colored poster.

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Meanwhile, Ticktania was knee-deep in the search, picking potential candidates in her mind as she combed the hallways for Minuette and Belle.