Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26906139-20150822082101/@comment-26807691-20150823062657

Noticing that she was being addressed, Mathilde hurried to get out of her chair, tripped over her knee-length skirt, and did a rather unbalanced curtsey.

"It's um, nice to meet you, Miss Ambrosia. The friend... she's, uh... busy. Oh, and I'm Mathilde."

Attempting another curtsey, which was just as ungraceful as the last one, the girl returned to her seat.

((I have too many cinnamon rolls dammit))