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I will see if I can write one today or tomorrow! Also, I am sure that Hugo will dance with Ottoline, but group dances would be fun! Maybe some boys should bring dates since we hardly have any girls? Or do you think that would be to crazy? (Sorry if someone already asked that!) 😀
"Would you kindly...?"
@esther-c @mineralizedwritings @freedomwriter76 @grcr @savannah_grace2009 @trailblazer
Heres a short one that might get the party started!
Hugo
Hugo waited on the couch for Ottoline to get ready, he could only imagine how she looked with makeup on. He had a nice chat with Amir, Lane and David who were already dressed up in suits like his.
“Do we really have to dance?” Hugo complained.
Lane nodded, “I think so.”
“How do you tie a tie?”
“Forget it, use a clip on.” Amir said, a bit tired of Hugos nonstop questions.
Hugo sighed deeply, clipped on a tie and grabbed a fedora off the rack of hats and slid it over his messy hair. “There, now I look professional.”Lane held back a grin, if only Hugo would look in the mirror and see himself.
The party was about to begin. As all the people filed out of the basement, wearing shockingly different outfits, they noticed someone or something had set up a dance floor and there was a whole buffet of food and drinks along one wall.
Before the music started, Hugo walked up to Ottoline and asked “May I have this dance?”
Ottoline looked very pretty. She even put makeup on which transformed her face. He thought she was really pretty before and couldn’t believe she looked even more.
Ottoline remembered Kari saying the exact same thing in his deep tone and laughed very loudly. “The music hasent even started!”
Hugo looked a bit annoyed and grabbed her hand and led her to the side of the dance floor.
“Well I wanted to dance with you.” He smiled and kissed the top of her head.
Ottolines knees began to shake. He kissed her? Not really, but still…
Then the music turned on.
"Would you kindly...?"
@acancello @mineralizedwritings @freedomwriter76 @grcr @savannah_grace2009 @trailblazer
Ok, since we have a weird guy to girl ratio, I’ll go ahead and add in Hedieh. It’ll be fun. 😉
Amir
Amir squirmed in his seat, trying to get comfortable. He hated wearing this tight-fitting suit, but if it was for tradition, then he told himself he wouldn’t mind. At least he’d try not to mind.
“Amir?”
Amir whipped his head around, a smile spreading across his face. “Hedieh? What are you doing here?”
Hedieh smiled her bright, beautiful smile. “What are you doing here?”
“Well, I was completing a mission for Arsyn Dabir, but found this house. I went into to check it out, but it locked in inside.”
“Weird. I just woke up here. I fell asleep for a nap, woke up, and here I was!” She shook her head and shuddered, as if she was shaking off some bad dream. “Creepy, really.”
Amir chuckled. “Well, you are just in time. The house has required that we all participate in a masquerade party.”
“A party?” Her eyes grew wide. “This sounds like fun!”
“Oh yes, now that you’re here it will be.” Amir paused and blinked, noticing what he had just said. He felt his cheeks get warm.
Hedieh laughed. A joyous sound. “I’ll have to get changed though. I wish I had a dress to wear.”
“There are dresses in the basement. Behind the door over there,” Amir said, pointing to the basement door.
“Ooh, fun! Alright. I’ll get changed and then meet you up here!” She bounced off towards the basement. “See you soon!” She winked then disappeared behind the door.
Amir couldn’t stop smiling. She was so special… and so unique… and he wouldn’t change a thing about her.
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Yes, he’s in a ball whenever he joins. When he joins, the ball will have already begun, so he’ll probably have to get changed and get a mask from the basement (unless he always wears a suit and tie, flats and a mask on regular occasions)
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333HE KISSED HER!!! OH MY GOSH!!!!!! 😍 😂 🤣
THAT IS SOOOOO SWEET!!!!!
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333@acancello @mineralizedwritings @grcr @esther-c @trailblazer
Okay guys, so since Hugo and Ottoline are kind of a thing, I realized that they have a pretty big age gap. Hugo’s 16, and Ottoline’s only 13! I’m not a fan of age gaps like this during teen romance, so I’m moving Ottoline’s age up to 14/15 so it’s not as weird.
Ottoline
“Well, I wanted to dance with you,” he smiled down at her as he held her hands in his. His voice was low, affectionate, and it set a warm ember alight in Ottoline’s heart. Holding her right hand, he slid his free hand down to her waist. At his touch, her heart began to race and her stomach flip-flopped. She wasn’t sure if it was because of her feelings for him, or the fact that she was trying to ward off another panic attack. Frantically, she tried to remember where to put her free hand. What did Kari say? Her mind was racing. Oh! His shoulder, she remembered with a smile. How could she forget?
And then. He did something that she never in a million years guessed he’d do.
Quickly, softly, his lips brushed her hair.
She was so shocked that she thought she was going to faint right there.
She looked up at him, incredulous.
Her mind screamed at her to pull away.
What are you doing? Run, escape! This isn’t safe, are you stupid?
Being touched was never good where she came from. She felt herself retreating back inside, shielding herself like she would do during the beatings. The music began to blare, drowning out the world around them. Oblivious to the dancing pairs around them, and Lane and the new kid (she thought his name was Alec, but didn’t remember) and some others in the corner, stuffing their faces full of cake and dancing the macarena, it might as well have been just her and Hugo.
As she stared at him, trying to figure out why in the world he would want to kiss her of all people, he blushed.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, “I don’t know-what I was thinking…..” he mumbled, and looked past her onto the floor.
And then something came over her.
In one deft motion, she let go of his hand and shoulder and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing the side of her face against his vest in an embrace. She took a few shuddering breaths, trying to keep control of herself. She was not going to cry.
Once Hugo recovered from his shock, she felt him hug her back. She closed her eyes.
“Never let go?” she whispered.
“Never,” he replied.
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333Alright, sounds good. 😅 It was a pretty big gap… 😶
🤍 Ira | Jara | Evelyn | Flaz | Blaine 🤍
Yeah….
I’m glad I changed it.
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333“Forget it, use a clip on.” Amir said, a bit tired of Hugos nonstop questions.
Lol 😂
🤍 Ira | Jara | Evelyn | Flaz | Blaine 🤍
@sara
okay, i get it now.
Uh, no he never wears a cloth suit except for his wedding, and like a few other times. But, he does wear another type of suit. What if your character happens to wear a suit of armor? Almost complete 24/7? Anyway, whatever. he’ll just pop in and we’ll see how crazy it gets when a Realn steps in.
"You need French Toast."
NAHIM
Nahim never liked foggy, eerie woods. The shadows the crooked trees made in silver moonlight always set his warrior side on edge. And it was even more weird when he saw yellow rectangles and heard the sound of music.
“What in the Galaxies? One minute I’m flying, and the next, I’m here. But, where is here?”
He looked around him, there was no Shadowcaster not even anytype of ship. Either, he could wonder these woods, or he could go and see what those silly rectangles split into squares were about. His approach was silent, and his looking in the window undetected. No one appeared to be armed, there seemed no danger. His right hand brushed his green crystal sword before he stepped inside.
Who were these people? All of them wore strange clothes, all of them talked in Trade Tongue (some with accents, but not a strong Realn accent like Nahim’s) , all of them did something in what seemed a giant party. He shouldn’t be here, this wasn’t his party, this wasn’t his place. He turned to leave, but the door was locked behind him. That set his warrior instincts on edge, again. Setting his shoulder to the door, he tried to knock it down, but even though he wore his armor and pushed with his whole weight, the door didn’t even quiver. He wasn’t panicking, if a warrior panics they’re most likely to end up dead, but he didn’t like the idea of being trapped in a space with people he didn’t know, and in a party he wasn’t invited to. That was it. he drew his green sword, the molten crystal shooting from the handle and forming a glowing, solid blade. The music stopped, and everyone stared.
‘Great, Nahim. You just everyone’s attention. If there’s going to be a fight, it will be now.’
"You need French Toast."
@sara
Wait, am i supposed to bring his fiancee in too?
"You need French Toast."
And then something came over her.
In one deft motion, she let go of his hand and shoulder and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing the side of her face against his vest in an embrace. She took a few shuddering breaths, trying to keep control of herself. She was not going to cry.
Once Hugo recovered from his shock, she felt him hug her back. She closed her eyes.
“Never let go?” she whispered.
“Never,” he replied.
Awwww 💗They are so sweet together!! I will try to write another piece today 🙂
HE KISSED HER!!! OH MY GOSH!!!!!! 😍 😂 🤣
THAT IS SOOOOO SWEET!!!!!
Thanks! @grcr Thank you!
"Would you kindly...?"
@rae ooh is your character from a sci-fi or something??
most of my charries in the RPs are from Star Wars fanfics so they’d get what he’s talking about lol. Might even like the lightsaber thingy.
I still haven’t figured out who to add here though.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
@acancello @mineralizedwritings @grcr @savannah_grace2009 @trailblazer @rae
Hedieh
Hedieh did a quick twirl in front of the mirror, watching the skirt of her dress spin around her. She bounced on her toes, happy to be wearing the sparkling, baby pink ball gown. It was her favorite color.
She did one last check of her hair and makeup, then rushed up the stairs and back into the front room.
She whipped open the door with a smile on her face, waiting to see Amir, but he was looking somewhere else. Hedieh followed his gaze to the man in a suit of armor standing in the doorway.
She quietly sidled up to Amir. “Who’s this guy?” She whispered, pointing towards the sword-wielding man.
Amir shrugged.
To break the awkward moment, Hedieh strode up to the man and did the customary bow of her head. “Salaam and welcome to the party!”
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
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