 Fortress of Brilliance ღ Mommy Quad
Smoothing the material of her black dress, Chelsea made her way toward the centaur statue, though it was crowded with people. Not that she minded, because she didn't. That was the purpose of this ball, right? To meet people and get familiar with your new job. Or something like that.
Although she was confident and lacked the usual nerves people felt in these situations, Chelsea was new and young, and she wouldn't have been surprised if she stuck out like a sore thumb because of that. Hmm.. now where could she find her boss?
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Dream. Try. Do Good.
I love you all,
Class dismissed. |