Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26208189-20150608002416/@comment-26208189-20150609024634

"Actually," Pirouette added, "something seems off with everyone. Ginger hasn't left any midnight treats but..." The smell of fresh baked goods pirouetted in the air, and Pirouette inhaled the sweet scent. "I'll be down in a few dance numbers!"

Pirouette's pointe shoes had given away yet again last night, so she was stuck with some regular dancing shoes. It did not make her feel comfortable, but it was better than barefoot.

And Pirouette finally remembered the barefoot children of the old Woman who lived in a shoe back at The village of Bookend. If only Pirouette had some decent shoes that she didn't need for herself, she would've shared. Even the Red Shoes Studio was experiencing a pointe shoe shortage.

Pirouette arrived at the bottom of the tower, where Lian stood with a pile of pebbles next to her.