After arriving, Merrill had split from Muffet and headed in a different direction, wandering vaguely in the direction of food. She’d found the bar quite easily, and after helping herself to something called a ‘martini’, she took a seat on a nearby couch to watch the costumes go by.
Witch, dog, something with horns... So many people, so few she recognized. But soon, a familiar face came along- it was her, that mysterious girl who she’d only ever encountered in chaos.
She rose from her seat quickly, perhaps too quickly, but managed to catch herself before crashing into anyone. With her bearings intact, she straightened up, finding the girl eyeing her with surprise.
“Fancy meeting you here, hmm?” She said in what she hoped was a casual matter as she fixed her skirts. Man, did this costume have a lot of skirts.
{@summonxgun}
