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This was embarrassing. Not Seiji, not meeting him, it was Junko that was embarrassing. Her hair curled on its own, an effect of her nerves and watching the way he smiled. Oh, good. He liked her compliment. Good. That was good. This was good. Oh, crap. She needed to get her act together. This was ridiculous! She'd met so many boils and never felt like this before! Then again, they didn't blatantly flirt with her and make hints about being with her.

...Did they?

"You're welcome." She giggled, her gaze following his to see what he was looking at. Oh! She'd seen him befo--was that Mei-Xiu?! Her jaw dropped a bit, subconsciously sidestepping in the direction away from them. She didn't leave Seiji, but she wanted to put as much space between herself and Mei as she possibly could. She turned back to Seiji as he asked what she wanted to do, looking rather...worried about the dancing thing. He was late. He'd missed what happened. "We can dance if you like, but I'm not very good at it myself. I was dancing with Malodore earlier and uh...it didn't end well." It didn't end well at all. She still felt a little bad for asking him to dance with her; if she hadn't done that neither of them would've gone crashing down to the floor. But maybe, since Seiji didn't have a tail like Malodore did, it wouldn't be so bad? It'd certainly be a little less awkward.

Suddenly she seemed to remember something. "Oh! I have a gift for you!" Junko chirped, lifting an arm so she could dig around in her sleeve. "I was going to come bring it to you if you didn't make it to the party at all...but here!" She smiled and held out a small red back tied closed with a black ribbon. Inside it was an assortment of chocolates she had made herself, most of them shaped in plain squares but a few of them she'd tried getting creative and poured them into a skull mold that resembled the skulls the students were given by the school.

Mouth hung open, Junko took a step to the side and Seiji was left to wonder why. He followed her line of sight back to Bul and his date, and that didn't really clarify anything. Did she not like Bul? Or maybe it was the girl? He'd have to ask later. The monster boil was quickly becoming Seiji's friend, and he really hopped the futakuchi-onna didn't have any issues with him. It would complicate things, and the ghost boil didn't really like things to be complicated.

For now he'd let it go, focusing on the here and now and the prospect of dancing. True he wasn't very good at it, and by her own admission neither was she, but it was an excellent excuse for closeness, and even if the boil was a ghost, he was still very much male. "We'll take it slow, and I'm sure it'll be fine." He moved his hand from the back of his neck to hold it out to her, but she was pulling a package from her sleeve, saying something about a present. A present?

Well now he felt sort of bad he hadn't thought to get her anything. Taking the box, he untied the ribbon to peak inside, spotting the hand made chocolates. "Those look delicious. You'll share them with me later, right?" He retied the ribbon, not an easy task with a claw, then found himself at a lose for what to do with it. "Do you think you could hold onto them for me for now? I don't want them to melt in my pocket."

Finally he held his hand out for her again, ready to escort her out to the dance floor.

Huh. So he really didn't mind dancing with her even after admitting that she couldn't really dance? Okay then! Junko smiled and nodded a bit. "Alright, as long as you're okay with it." She'd try not to step on his feet!

Quite honestly, Junko was okay with Seiji not having a gift for her right now. She didn't give things to people with the mindset of 'oh they need to give me something back!' and besides she was taught by her grandmother the human customs of...what was it called? She couldn't remember right now. He'd just owe her a gift in a month's time! She just hoped he liked the chocolates! Junko watched him quietly, her hands clenched together as she waited. Oh thank goodness! She beamed with pride at the compliment and the question, nodding her head. "Of course! I'd love to!" She took the chocolates as he asked her to hold on to them, nodding again with a little 'mhm!' and tucking them safely away in her sleeve. She then looked up to find his hand held out for her again as he'd done earlier, blushing all over again.

Junko swallowed hard and took the offered hand, smiling shyly as she walked with Seiji out onto the dance floor. Oh! Yaya was here too with...West? She blinked a bit and tilted her head, turning to face Seiji and put reach her arms up to lightly put them around his neck. "Is this okay?" It got her sleeves out of the way! Clearly this had been her mistake with Malodore.

"Uhm.." she started quietly while removing her hand from her stomach, "Yes." Yes, she was very hungry! Thank Jack he didn't seem to mind. "I'd love something to eat." She said it relatively calmly, but she was so happy to get to go eat something.

Allowing herself to be led to what was left of the sweet treats, Colette looked at the scarce leftovers and her heart died a little. Most of the cookies and cupcakes were gone, and a few of those that were still there even had bites in them. Who would do such a thing to the cookies and cupcakes? They deserved to be fully eaten. She could have eaten those! Noticing a few untouched cupcakes, she sighed and turned to Calder. "Well, it's not too bad.."

Colette grabbed plate and placed a few cookies on it before picking up a skull shaped treat and giving it a look over. Whispering to Calder, she asked "Do you think skeletal students mind students eating these?" It was supposed to be a joke really, but she supposed of there were cookies in the shape of her face and students were eating them, she would feel uncomfortable too.

Junko gave a nod and grinned. Fun was the whole point, right? Huh, he felt really cold! Was he alri--oh. Right. Ghost. Duh. As he guided her arms she blinked and just stared, blushing a bit. She usually only got this close with Yaya! Junko squeaked and clenched her fists as he touched down the length of her wrists and arms, her blush growing darker. What was he doing? She was only used to Yaya touching her like this, not a boil she'd been flirting with. Were they flirting? She thought they were. Or she tried to. Had he caught on? Oh, Jack. She swallowed hard and gave a sheepish little laugh at her own behavior, threading her own fingers together and swaying with Seiji. Don'tsteponhisfeetdon'tsteponhisfeetdon'tsteponhisfeetdon'tsteponhisfeet! Junko did look down every now and then to make sure she wasn't getting dangerously close to doing the very thing she was chanting in her head not to do, but her head did turn back up to Seiji seconds later every time.

"Soooo...oh!" Her eyes widened and she smiled. "If you're here that means you're done moving in, right? So we can hang out more?" He was her friend now, right? They could hang out and stuff! She looked excited though, which was proving to be a very good distraction from her being pressed up against her date like this. Wow, he had a really nice smile.

Hey, it was one thing to flirt over groanspring, but an entirely different thing to see it in person!

[[ this is like so delayed, but ]]

Ren smirked, reaching out a hand and letting his hand trail down Alessa's hair, playfully twisting an auburn strand around his finger. "My parents have done nothing," he said breezily. "They may have signed me up for lessons, but I was the one who chose to go to them and do what I could with them, so it's really all me."

This was all said in a very lighthearted, teasing tone, and Ren playfully spun Alessa around, grinning down at the nagual as he pulled her back against his chest, arms around her waist.

"Maybe I like seeing you at a loss for words," he whispered and then laughed, nosing her hair before letting her go, stepping back around in front of her again. He knew she didn't like too much physical affection in public (or in private either, really; she blushed easily and got shy and bashful quite a bit), so he settled for reaching down and linking his fingers lightly through hers as he looked out across the dance floor.

"Look," he said, pointing a finger at the table a few yards away. "Are you hungry? Let's go grab some food."

Motioning towards LW and Gabrian, Ren tugged his ghoulfriend playfully towards the food table, his gait easy and cheerful. The Skareoke from earlier had finally started to die down a bit (a good thing, too; Ren's ears were still ringing) and the dance had grown softer somehow, quieter. He turned back to Alessa.

"Are you.." he started, then stopped, tilting his head to look at her, his expression somewhat hesitant. "Are you enjoying yourself so far? With - " he added quickly, cheeks tinging a pale red. "With me, I mean. Are you having a good time with me?"

Bul was completely unaware of the ghoul's inability to eat. The rules of living dolls were as much of a mystery to him as the things that lurked in the deep oceans that he'd never step foot in. It stood to reason that she would like a drink in his mind, that is, until she brought him down close. His eyes went wide for a moment and he tried not to blush while he stood there with a goofy expression across his face. "Oh I... I didn't uh know.." he said and laughed at himself, very slowly setting the cup down on the table behind him- of course it missed. Luckily the floor was probably already kinda messy from the party as is.

"Uh... thanks," the monster said still smiling. It wasn't like he had never kissed or been kissed by a ghoul before but... it was a long time since Dayscare where he held the record for most stolen "kisses," granted they were hardly such. "Sorry, Mei, I didn't really think about that," Bul began to return to the reality of standing there. There was a little bit of punch splashed on his foot but it wasn't bothersome- the half beast was pretty tolerate of messes anyway. "I guess... does that mean I can't ask you for contribution to my snot ball?" he asked awkwardly, then bit his tongue. Probably not the best question to follow up with but..

Shutting himself up, Bul gulped down some of the punch leaving a stain on his lips. He licked it up and scanned over the dance floor once more. Seiji was dancing with his ghoulfriend Junko- well as far as Bul was concerned she was. His buddy had asked her out on Groanspring before he had got to Amityville. He didn't catch Junko's notable discomfort but felt the urge to get back out on the dance floor with Mei- that is if his question about snot hadn't sent her away disgusted. "Just a bit more punch- seems like the beat is catching back up. If not I can go kick it with a Scareoke jam."

Alessa supposed she should have expected that. Since he didn't really get along with his parents, it would make sense that he wouldn't want to owe them anything. Not even in light conversation. So she simply smiled, feeling as if her face was permanently stuck the color of her hair. It wasn't her fault, she argued to herself mentally. If he'd just stop swinging her around and touching her sweetly like that...

"Well, you're certainly getting what you want then," she said a little breathlessly. It was true she was rather shy about showing affection, especially in public, but that didn't mean that she didn't like it. She wished that was a bit easier to convey. So instead she squeezed his fingers in hers when they went over to one of the tables. Things really had quieted down. The karaoke had gotten rather slow, it might have even been over, and she felt as if things were a bit more sparce then they once were. Maybe everyone was starting to feel the time of the evening, feel the need to enjoy their time alone with their scarentines. Not everyone liked to flaunt affection in public.

When he stopped suddenly, she blinked her wide eyes and turned to look at him. She was surprised to see his embarrassment, and perhaps his nervousness too. He was usually so confident, so charming that she wondered how he did it, while she was always blushing and stumbling over her own two feet...Squeezing his hand again she turned to to face him fully with a very sincere smile. "Of course I am." She then rose to the balls of her feet, reached up, and kissed him very gently on the lips.