Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30887024-20180103232920/@comment-30559258-20180104021816

"Hello?" answered a voice from one of the booths, following a banging sound, which belonged to a certain wicked stepsister. Vanity had arrived early trying not to be late (go figure) so she made herself at home at one of the tables. Not one minute after she had arrived, her earring had fallen off her ear, slid off the seat and onto the floor. She had bent down to pick it up, and when she heard the voice call out she responded by attempting to stand up while still under the table, hitting her head. She quickly recovered, stood up for real, and flipping back her long hair with her hand and said snottily "I assume you're with the Ever After High group? Why else would anyone willingly come to this dump?"