@"Keith"
It wasn't something that Flayace had hoped that would happen. She was nervous and afraid. Her and Lestat had been going out for quite a while now, though this even felt, special to her. Being alone in a room with the love of her life, dancing with masks on their face. Since Lestat wasn't as social as she was, she had settled on doing their own little masquerade, though it wasn't as if she could mistake him for anyone but himself. As she waited for him, she adjusted her dress. A blue, sparkling dress that went out at the waist, with spaghetti straps. She wore a pair of black gloves that went to her elbows, as well as black leggings under her dress. She sighed, taking off her mask and looking at it. It looked like light blue icicles. Falling down and up from her eye holes. Flayace smiled at her mask, before putting it back on her face.
It wasn't something that Flayace had hoped that would happen. She was nervous and afraid. Her and Lestat had been going out for quite a while now, though this even felt, special to her. Being alone in a room with the love of her life, dancing with masks on their face. Since Lestat wasn't as social as she was, she had settled on doing their own little masquerade, though it wasn't as if she could mistake him for anyone but himself. As she waited for him, she adjusted her dress. A blue, sparkling dress that went out at the waist, with spaghetti straps. She wore a pair of black gloves that went to her elbows, as well as black leggings under her dress. She sighed, taking off her mask and looking at it. It looked like light blue icicles. Falling down and up from her eye holes. Flayace smiled at her mask, before putting it back on her face.