#arigajonathan

arigajonathan​

A ball was something she would have never imagined in partaking if not the invitations sent out. So instead of declining and letting it become a fruitless of an opportunity, she treated herself for one night in letting her enjoy the occasion after overcoming much thought.

Of course, for a ball she had chosen a dress that had caught the best of her interests along with a mask that hid her fair features. Hair tied into a bundle as she always preferred it to be, she set journey to the museum, a moment of appreciation given to its exteriors before entering. Immediately, she had noticed many that had come along with partners and friends, celebrating each other for the festive night. It hadn't pierced her to sulk her position, keeping it firm and poised like expected. Along the sidelines stood the crowd that came for a pleasant evening talk, musing themselves over the music that flowed in the air to set atmosphere.

Now standing beside the table occupied with refreshments, she kept a distance away from the populated sections, not wanting to become too overwhelmed by anonymous people yet. And it hadn't occurred to her until she wasn't alone near the aligned drinks. Head turned to the direction of the other, she first initiated a talk, an offer in which she hoped would be accepted in their terms.

❤;; “Excuse me-” A hand softly being placed on the broad shoulders out of sincerity, it then hit her.

❤;; “Jonny, is that you?” Even through the mask she was able to recognize very familiar features of her friend, a welcoming face in fact that had saved her from solitary. Almost scrutinizing him to clarify one last time, once she was satisfied she almost felt amazed that he would be in such a place like this.

Genuinely, behind those curtains of a strong facade, she feared of what was going to happen to her. Social experiment, was it? That was just unbelievable to begin with, this wasn't some horror flick. A woman who sought for logic and here she was, stranded in a foreign ground that she had no idea where to begin.

Well... it seemed better to move onward instead of standing around dumbfound. Arms enclosed around her chest, heels cautiously clicked against the cold pavement as she went down the path. Everything seemed normal for one thing, just a regular city with its populating crowd. Heck, there were even stores to pamper them up. She must have been intrigued by one of them, letting herself enter a clothing shop that contained brands that she wasn't quite familiar with.

A hand catching a particular rack off the metal railing, she stopped herself from lifting it as a broader hand was placed above hers. Head tilting towards whoever it was, a small gape was made once she saw who it belonged to.