Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30559258-20170708044829/@comment-11163511-20170713074937

"I'm not really one for parties, you know?"

Adam Rosebury wasn't always great with crowds. He may have confidently performed before many of them but the same can't be said for being one with the crowd. Everyone may be looking at you but on stage there's at least an invisible barrier between the performer and his audience. He hadn't obtained enough fame for anyone to risk breaking through that boundary and Adam would like to keep it that way. However, it would be very out-of-character for him not to be the life of the party. He wouldn't want to let his teachers down with such behavior.

His companion and fellow raffle kid Rosie Greenwood was far from nervous. Although she didn't get the best of destinies, at least she could still live life while she still has it. And why would Rosie miss a once-in-a-fairy-tale opportunity like this to hang out with other legacies? Rosie and Adam have both witnessed the horror show that was their tales unfolding before their eyes, so even if this is their pity party, she was determined to get them both of have fun to the fullest.

"Come on, what are you worried about? You've had dance class before!" She said to her friend.

"But I've got two left feet, I'll step on someone's foot for sure."

Adam rubbed his hand behind his neck. "It's just, you know, I don't know that many peopke here and it gets kinda awkward just to barge in."

"Don't worry, it's just like those group dances you've learnt. And probably not as complicated. I'm sure you'll do fine." Rosie tried to comfort him with a firm pat on his back. "I could be your starter partner if you'd like..." "What's the dean doing here?" Adam interrupted her, confused as to what ruckus had summoned them.

"I thought I smelt burning plastic and a little bit of tobacco somewhere around here. The dean was mad at someone, too. We should wait for the coast to clear."

They waited for the dean to leave then proceeded to the scene of the "supposed" fire.