#Laylea 0.1

[tineoffreege]

"Oh!" Weaving through the crowds to get a drink, Laylea spots a familiar face. "You're Tine, aren't you? You look so lovely in that dress, it's so cute and elegant. How have you been?"

Tine wasn't expected to be approached first.

By anyone to be frank…

Still, despite the surprise, she is quite happy to see a familiar face.

"Miss Laylea? I -thank you."

Her cheeks are burning; she's horrible at this.

Calm down; it's alright.

"You look stunning yourself; the orange suits you wonderfully, as always."

She's all smile now even if still a bit shy.

"I have been well studying for one; the faculty and students are so nice, it's like a dream come true."

She knows that's not what the question really meant, but she feels sickened by any outright lie. She's not doing well overall, but there are still things that have been happening, which she treasures.

"I hope it's no insult to you, but there are a few people I want to seek before this night is over; if time allows, I'd like to dance with you later."