Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27181220-20151026221600/@comment-27260597-20151029205700

Copolla's elegantly welded metal hair reflected the dance's disco lights, shining pinkish-reds on Desi, which made her seem blushing more than she was. It was a miracle that Cop had even said yes to be her date. Then again, the demon wasn't sure if her crush even had a slight idea about what it meant. Perhaps she thought it was a friendly gesture. Desi decided she'd best not find out.

As the demon girl rudely barged into the kitchen, about to rant about the absence of muffins at the refreshments table, she was surprised to find that no one was in there. She smiled sneakily as she turned to her date. "Hey Cop, up for making some muffins?" And she started flinging open the cabinets.