A social gathering seemed to be the perfect place to get a feel for the type of people who roam around the city. Surely people of all kinds would attend of every alignment and personality, it was sure to be an interesting night. Parasol carelessly hangs from his shoulder as he steps into the ballroom, free hand on his hip as he took in the current scene. People dancing, various decorations of blue and silver adorned the ballroom. Lips curve into a smile as he catches sight of an all too familiar form as he begins to maneuver through the crowd. It seems that he wouldn't be attending this ball alone, how lucky for him.
A hand reaches out to tap the shoulder of the taller man, who would then turn to look at who had done it and Shiro being Shiro just couldn't help but smile even wider than he already had been. ❝ May I have this dance, Kuro? ❞ He's joking of course, but wouldn't object if he actually agreed to it.
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