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( @violentparties ) Cara’s eyelids wrenched open after a late night at the masquerade ball, and the first thing she laid sight on were the earrings on her nightstand. After she slipped into her pajamas, she tendered placed them side-by-side, Mauve’s and her own. She sat up and held them in her hand, reminiscing on the night before, barely convinced it was more than a fever dream. The night had certainly been dreamy. As she got ready for the day, her mind whirled with memories of Mauve’s sweet kisses and demeanor, and with a soft smile on her face she stuck her one earring in her ear before heading to the kitchen to make some breakfast.