Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26349202-20150424101955/@comment-26208189-20150503021403

Sure, Pirouette was miffed. The Yankee had waited for the end of the year before actually coming to talk to her.

"You don't have to," she looked at him from the mirror. "It's my fault."

She then turned toward him, "I think I owe you a dance, though."