Catch Up Over dinner
Who: Dark, Rufus, Risa
When: The day before the power swap
Where: Around campus
What: Dinner date!
Rating: PG-13
Risa never thought she'd be able to actually get Rufus to not only listen to her, but actually agree to go to dinner with Dark and herself. It was a welcome improvement from the constant negatives she'd been getting from him, so she decided that she would not only look presentable for Dark, but she would try and not upset Rufus too much; try being the operative word.
Adjusting her white, knee length dress, Risa watched herself in the mirror. She'd paired the dress with a thick white headband that had the detailing of a lily popping up on the left side and applied a light sheen of pink lipgloss to her lips before stepping out of her dorm in a pair of white wedged shoes. Touching the ends of her hair to make sure they were still slightly curled, she smiled and hurried toward Dark's room.
It didn't take her long to get there, having memorized the path the very first time she heard of his existence here. She knocked gently on his door, waiting patiently outside for him as she adjusted her skirt again. She never felt quite perfect enough to be beside Dark, but he always had a way of making her feel extra special.
[Tag, Dark!]
When: The day before the power swap
Where: Around campus
What: Dinner date!
Rating: PG-13
Risa never thought she'd be able to actually get Rufus to not only listen to her, but actually agree to go to dinner with Dark and herself. It was a welcome improvement from the constant negatives she'd been getting from him, so she decided that she would not only look presentable for Dark, but she would try and not upset Rufus too much; try being the operative word.
Adjusting her white, knee length dress, Risa watched herself in the mirror. She'd paired the dress with a thick white headband that had the detailing of a lily popping up on the left side and applied a light sheen of pink lipgloss to her lips before stepping out of her dorm in a pair of white wedged shoes. Touching the ends of her hair to make sure they were still slightly curled, she smiled and hurried toward Dark's room.
It didn't take her long to get there, having memorized the path the very first time she heard of his existence here. She knocked gently on his door, waiting patiently outside for him as she adjusted her skirt again. She never felt quite perfect enough to be beside Dark, but he always had a way of making her feel extra special.
[Tag, Dark!]