scene 6
What a wonderful Christmas this was.
I keep glancing over at my collection of gifts, and each time I do, I can’t help smiling. What a difference things can make - this place is starting to feel like home. I’m beginning to feel like this is my room (well, one-third of it, at least!), simply because I have things to put in it, things with memories and value. Thank you for that, everyone.
Neville, thank you for taking me to the ballet. Princess Rue, it was lovely meeting you and your Prince. Harry, thank you for taking me ice skating again. Waverly, thank you for taking me to the zoo.
I almost don’t know what to think about the ball tomorrow. I was incredibly excited at first, but then I felt nervous - silly, isn’t it? All I could think of were all the reasons I shouldn’t go - it’s been so long since I’ve danced (what if I’ve forgotten?), I haven’t a proper dress (never mind the fact that I could go find one), Neville’s probably working, anyway (you are, aren’t you?).
But I have to go - it’s a ball. If I don’t, I’ll regret it forever. Besides, everyone else is going, right?
I may have to dash out for a last-minute shopping trip!
{ Private to Rue }
Princess Rue, are you all right?
I’m so sorry…
((OOC: An apology from the mun is in order: I’ve managed to come down with rather a nasty cold, and I haven’t been around all that much. I had a gift post and everything, but I felt quite icky, and never got to post it. Sorry!!))
I keep glancing over at my collection of gifts, and each time I do, I can’t help smiling. What a difference things can make - this place is starting to feel like home. I’m beginning to feel like this is my room (well, one-third of it, at least!), simply because I have things to put in it, things with memories and value. Thank you for that, everyone.
Neville, thank you for taking me to the ballet. Princess Rue, it was lovely meeting you and your Prince. Harry, thank you for taking me ice skating again. Waverly, thank you for taking me to the zoo.
I almost don’t know what to think about the ball tomorrow. I was incredibly excited at first, but then I felt nervous - silly, isn’t it? All I could think of were all the reasons I shouldn’t go - it’s been so long since I’ve danced (what if I’ve forgotten?), I haven’t a proper dress (never mind the fact that I could go find one), Neville’s probably working, anyway (you are, aren’t you?).
But I have to go - it’s a ball. If I don’t, I’ll regret it forever. Besides, everyone else is going, right?
I may have to dash out for a last-minute shopping trip!
{ Private to Rue }
Princess Rue, are you all right?
I’m so sorry…
((OOC: An apology from the mun is in order: I’ve managed to come down with rather a nasty cold, and I haven’t been around all that much. I had a gift post and everything, but I felt quite icky, and never got to post it. Sorry!!))