THE NIGHT BELONGS TO YOU

open - @aurorabaystarter

"I fully plan on running the 5k hungover, and then curing myself with mimosas after." Zana shrugged, licking the sugar rim off her own drink before taking another sip. "But I used to run still drunk in my earlier twenties, so I just love to suffer."

CLOSED STARTER for @abcwithmsz

As much as she had a good cry, had fun, and the experience teenage her dreamed of, she was ready to be done for the night. It would've been more complete catching a snack or a drink in someone's basement with a game of spin the bottle, but Zana had long come to the conclusion some things were better left in the movies.

He nodded his head, understanding well the having mouths to feed. The only reason he was able to make it to event was because he controlled his own schedule. But honestly, he was just teasing a bit to get her riled up a bit. Clearly he had gone too far he realized as the brunette folded her arms and gave him a piece of her mind. "I'm sorry- I swear, I'm just messing with you... I did get caught up with someone, but it didn't get anywhere. I think you can be a bit happy, I ended up getting my heart broken a little." he finally admitted.

There are tears welling up in her eyes. Embarrassment, frustration, disappointment, and prior lives flooding over her. There's a tone change in his voice though, a realization a line had been crossed, trust violated, something. Zana isn't even sure why it set her off so much, it's not like she expected any better from him, anything at all really, but she lands on it being the lack of respect towards her. She swallows back the tightness in her throat and just nods at first, the shock of an apology settling in. "Yeah... Yeah I do." A solemn grin on her face as she finally looks to him again.

"He sounds dreamy." Kangmin couldn't help but tease. He had to admit, it was odd seeing her out on a date. He could get a little bit competitive like that, but if she was looking for something more than perhaps he shouldn't be standing in her way...But then again, she never said she had an issue with him being in her way. Who was he to make choices for her. "Probably could've ditch work if he's all that great though." he shrugged slightly, wondering if there was more to the 'out of town' story.

She stays quiet. It is dreamy, and Zana rolls her eyes at the insinuation, though she had the same thoughts. Not that she was the paranoid type, nothing could be quite as bad as her divorce, but maybe she was a tad insecure and the same thought had crossed her mind if he was seeing other people and just not telling her. "Maybe. But we all have mouths to feed and bills to pay, there will be other events." She reasons, choosing to look on the positive side.

Status: Open Location: Outside the gym @aurorabaystarter

She was sure getting the prom experience seventeen year old her missed out on; the dancing, the laughing, the pretty dress, the gossip, the crying, the feeling lonely in a crowd of people. The thought makes her laugh as she finishes removing the mascara streaks in the bathroom and heading back to party. She supposes it's true what they say; nothing really changes. She stops, head turning towards the glass case, nodding a bit at his question. "Yeah, I did track too, actually." She smiles and looks back at the man on the floor, deciding it seemed comfortable and sliding down a locker to sit next to him. "I was pretty fast till I blew out my right knee." She rotates her leg inward to show an old surgical scar, eyebrow raised.

deacon's eyes follow hers, taking in all the meticulously hung streamers and garland. "yeah! I'm honestly surprised they didn't think of this sooner, you know, with the fact I'm pretty sure more than half the population is a completely different person to who they were in high school." he admitted with a grin. in someway, it was true for him. life had weathered away at his 'pretty boy' shine. but underneath all the gloss, he was the same old class clown with a heart of gold.

Zana couldn't think of anything worse than a reunion with former classmates; she's grateful she doesn't have to suffer that trauma here. "True. A lot of people went here huh? I forgot about that." She laughed a little, it didn't seem like people grew up here with how distant others could seem, but every so often she gets the reminder.

Now she's scowling. He's got a lot of nerve; Zana will always give him that. A sense of entitlement and boldness she didn't quite hold herself but wished she could embody somehow. Maybe someday. "It does. He's a nice guy who calls or texts and expresses his feelings and thoughts." She sighs, arms crossing over her chest. Her mouth twists off to the side, a sense of longing as she gazes at couples and friends as they slow dance. At least she looks pretty. "Me. Dickhead." She finally caves with a groan.

location: prom! for: @jokangmin

After the hall started filling up with people, Kangmin decided to take some time to get some fresh air. He never liked big social events. He felt too much pressure to have nonsense conversation with people and he couldn't care to reminisce about high school. It wasn't that great of a time anyways. He was leaning against a column when he noticed the brunette step out as well. A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. Of course Zana was here! By their last interaction, she didn't look any more pleased to see him.

It wasn't even so much that it was a major deal, it wasn't. The reasonable side of her knew she was being petty and childish, but wasn't it also fair? Didn't she deserve the courtesy of a 'not interested'? She thought so. Zana maintains the lax expression, though feeling the coy look on his own face makes her nose want to wrinkle up. Instead, she shakes her head when he finally speaks, carefully pinning the strap of her heel back in place and smoothing out the slit of her dress.