Johnny, do you see what you're doing? What you're making me think about?
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Johnny, do you see what you're doing? What you're making me think about?
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It really isn't a surprise that he's lost Hilda. All of an hour into the event and she is nowhere to be found--lip gloss still in his pocket and all.
So Sylvain does as any freshly ditched man would at an event like this: finds his next mark.
Who just so happens to be at one of the banquet tables as he approaches to find himself something to eat. His new target seems to be dead to the world, focus solely on the food she's got before her, but Sylvain is not a man to be easily deterred.
"Well, damn, hey there," he flashes her the most charming of grins. "Aren't you a sight to behold?"
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Morgan has been dragged off to the camera booth, leaving Ilyana to her own devices.
That one strict faculty member finally found something better to do. Mage doesn't see him loitering around the snack table any more, ready to snap at anyone who dares to reach for a second (or third) helping.
No one needs to know Ilyana is well past the single digit mark. Since no actual meal will be served, that leaves surviving on pastries.
Happy little sparks of thunder dart between her fingers. Why decide between a sweet bun and a strawberry turnover when you can have both?
She jumps at the sudden intrusion upon her internal debate over wether she can, in fact, balance the eclair on her plate. (She decides it best to pass for now.)
"Oh....hello....thank you..." Ilyana nibbles on a corner of turnover. Mm, freshly baked dough...
Half-lidded eyes stare up at the redhead. "Oh...am I in your way? The cherry tarts...are delicious...."