natsukashiink
☼ || The masquerade is an exciting event for the blonde, Rapunzel finding herself getting lost in the thrum of everything. She tries all she can at least once, dancing with complete strangers whenever she can. It’s her large amounts of energy keeping her going, flitting around the room and skillfully maneuvering around twirling silks and busy feet.
It’s more refined than the festival she went to, she supposes. Everyone here dressed their best and the music playing come from finely polished string instruments instead of visibly worn guitars that intermingled with the excited voices of the people. It would be cruel to compare them too much, not when they were both so amazing in their own special way, Rapuzel wouldn’t be able to choose which one she enjoyed better even if she thought about it for a long while. Lack of experience with things has taught her that to enjoy whatever she can whenever she can.
She finishes a dance with some kind stranger by twirling her way out of the crowd, pink skirt of her dress wrapping around her legs. She steadies herself clumsily, letting out a soft and slightly embarrassed laugh when she realizes that she almost ran into someone.
❝Sorry about that.❞ another laugh chases after her words and the female straightens herself some to better look at the person at her front. ❝Hey, have you danced yet? You should if you haven’t!❞















