Prom? Never heard of it.

Sofia slipped into the Mess Hall, awed by all the shining lights around her. She’d never really been to a dance before. The idea had never really interested her. But now that she was here…she saw the appeal.

The colors danced on her feathers and bodies moved all around her. A fast song was causing everyone to dance playfully with their respective partners. Some guy in a Peter Pan out fit bumped into her, followed by a girl dressed in…Zeus knows what that thing was.

After a few more moments of this clashing and colliding, Sofia decided to sit down. There was an empty bench in a corner, and everyone seemed to be staying away from it. She decided that it would be alright, and sat down.

OOC: description of her outfit, plus an explanation of why her eyes look a bit red from crying. Description is below the *** http://www.camphalfblood.org/t19170-sofia-s-bunk

Sofia jumped a bit, before blushing and standing up, straightening her feathered skirt as she did so. "Drawing isn't exactly the only way I pass my time..." She replied softly, looking up at him. "So, who are you here with? A girl in a crop top and leggings?" She joked, noting his semi-casual outfit. "Then again, all you really need is a crown."

She brushed the loose strands of hair out of her face and reached up for the pencil she usually kept behind her ear. A force of habit, of course. She would've loved to draw this moment right now, his hand in hers...wait, what? Sofia remembered what her sister had mentioned to her in the bathroom, and casually--but quickly-- removed her hand from his.

"No! No...I mean. Sorry, its just..." She cracked. Gods, this was too hard. He was obviously hurt, though she had no idea why. "My sisters must be rubbing off on me," She improvised, looking down at the floor, before glancing back up at him. "Which is not something I'm particularly happy about," She smiled, softly, hoping for him not to be mad. Hoping that he hadn't hurt him too badly. "Anyway, I'm a pretty horrible dance-"

Of course, the DJ chose that moment to play "Endless" by Amanda Falk. Sofia's eyes lit up. This was her one of her favorite songs, and she'd danced to it millions of times by herself in her bunk. She glanced up at Prince, begging him to ask the question that would determine how the rest of the night went. She could barely stand to stay still, and every bone was aching to be held, or at least for him to put his hand in hers again.

Sofia smiled, happy that he'd asked. "Absolutely!" She replied, stepping away from the table a little bit. "i absolutely love this song. I can really...connect to it, you know?" She replied after stopping at the edge of the crowd. They still had their own private little area, but with a lot more room to move and such.

Hesitantly, she wrapped her hands around his neck, which was pretty difficult for her small frame, but she managed. "Would you believe," She began, looking up at him, "If I told you that I've never danced with anyone before?"

Sofia let him lead for a while, listening to the music beat in here ears. After a while, her eyelids began to get heavy, and she was happy when it shifted to a bit of a faster beat.

"Have you ever been to the lake on the night of a dance? The boardwalks are lined with lights that shine like stars. It reminds me of home, you know. My dad used to have these great Christmas parties. He'd let me plan the decorations, and then I'd help him hang up all the twinkling strings of light. I always loved those Christmas parties. Until they were over. After they were over, he'd go to the bar and drink all night. He'd come home in the morning and I'd hide under my bed..." Sofia finished, looking up at him.

"Maybe after this, we can go see the lights,"Sofia was getting pretty tired, now. Her small frame hadn't had sleep in a few days, and without food to keep her energy levels up, she was running on pure will.

Sofia yawned softly, and nodded. "That sounds fine. Anyway, I'm pretty thirsty and I'd like something a bit more non alcoholic to drink. I saw the Hermes kids slip something into it earlier," she replied, already stepping off of the dance floor. "Can we stop by the cabin first, though? I'd like to change into something a bit more comfortable. If you don't mind, of course."

OOC: This is hardly the right post for this gif but I just like omg



Mila Kunis is the perfect Sofia I swear like omg.

OOC: Can Prince be a real person and kiss me on the cheek? Please? xD

BIC: Sofia touched the place on her cheek where his lips had touched, surprised. It doesn't mean anything. He has that stupid punch in his system. She was still all giddy inside, but she didn't let it show. She still had a mask over her, though it was slowly being lifted up. "That's fine," she replied, and slipped out with him.

OOC: Do you wanna make the topic?

OOC: Prom is over, I'm locking the topics. You can finish your RPs via PM if you want to.