OS: Isle Blues
Charna wasn’t quite sure why she’d chosen this exact moment to rant. Then again, she supposed that she always got a bit touchy whenever Auradon Prep announed an event like this. Not that she could think of a single other Isle student who didn’t do the same.
“What’s the point of ‘dances’ anyway? You can dance in your own damn time - no three-hundred gold dress required.”












