Cherise was quite always the first one in and the last one to leave. Tonight was no different. Her performance in the Nutcracker earned her applause, but mentally she knew she had faltered here and there. Spins she could have done better or slight wobbling when she was meant to held still. The holiday season was laborious and it was began to wear on her. She felt someone in the doorway and stopped immediately. Her soft blue eyes landing on them.

"Oh, bonjour," Cherise said softly, her cheeks a bit pink from exertion. "Is there something I can help you with?"