#masqueradeau

Chizuru blinked at the man's offer. She was admittedly nervous as she could barely tell the guests apart. Listening to the masked figure in front of her though almost put her completely at ease. She glanced down at the punch bowl, adjusting her own mask in the process. "A-Ah, yes. I wouldn't mind some, thank you."  

Toying with the sleeves of his almost too tight blazer he stood off to the side, further from the dancing bodies all anonymous due to a simple mask. His mask wasn't as grand as the others, even the suit was a hand me down, the only reason he was able to stand there was because he managed to sneak in after completing his job for the people hosting the party. Fingers fidgeting Nick placed the tip of his thumb to his mouth, something he always did when he was nervous. This wasn't a place for him -- why was he even doing this?