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The head of dark hair nodded, and glanced about, wondering how something this formal could be considered fun.
"You speak the truth. With stuffy company comes a stuffy time to be had,"
he chuckled.
"Me either. I like to walk around, take in the view... meet people, if they're friendly enough."
At her suggestion, he was releived to see they wouldn't just stand around all night, and followed her eyes to the garden doors.
"Very much so. Where you go,I shall follow."
He replied in assurance. So, this night wouldn't be uneventful, after all.
" I write sins, not tradgedies. "