Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2013 19:27:47 GMT -8
He walked carefully, carrying two glasses of punch though the crowded hall. Masked faces watched him as he sidestepped around countless party goers. He could see his date, standing right where he left her and he smiled to himself a little. No only had she agreed to attend the dance with him, but she had actually shown up as well. More than he could say for the last girl he had asked out. Making it back to her without incident Zander smiled and handed the girl her punch. "This place is really hopping huh?" Really hopping... what was he thinking? The boy mentally kicked himself and took a sip of his drink. conversation starting was not one of Zander's strong points. compliments on the other hand, he was great at those. "I like your dress Bo, it looks really good on you." His bright smile spread across his face.
The party was in full swing, people dancing, eating drinking. It was amazing. Easily the biggest party Zander had ever been too. "Are all Hogwarts parties this extravagant?" Adjusting his wolf mask a little he scanned the room. Everyone seemed to have gone all out on their masks and outfits. There did seem to be a matching pair in the bunch and it was awesome. Tell who other's were was going to be difficult, though Zander did have an upper hand. His sense of smell had never failed him, and he was fairly certain it wouldn't start now.
Watching the people twirl around on the dance floor brought another smile to the boys face. "Do you want to dance?" He asked in a sweet tone putting his drink down and offering his hand to Isabeau. "I'm not very good, but I promise not to step on your feet."
The party was in full swing, people dancing, eating drinking. It was amazing. Easily the biggest party Zander had ever been too. "Are all Hogwarts parties this extravagant?" Adjusting his wolf mask a little he scanned the room. Everyone seemed to have gone all out on their masks and outfits. There did seem to be a matching pair in the bunch and it was awesome. Tell who other's were was going to be difficult, though Zander did have an upper hand. His sense of smell had never failed him, and he was fairly certain it wouldn't start now.
Watching the people twirl around on the dance floor brought another smile to the boys face. "Do you want to dance?" He asked in a sweet tone putting his drink down and offering his hand to Isabeau. "I'm not very good, but I promise not to step on your feet."