#nightmoonnote

Sighing, he tugged on the ends of his white gloves to preoccupy himself. It was tiring to keep up this little role playing charade, but as long as the citizens of Altelia City were pleased, he could handle anything thrown at him. As common courtesy, he had signed up to the blind date list along with everyone else; for who could ever call him a mayor if he didn’t participate in the activities as well? It was rather embarrassing, but all he had to do was keep the exasperation to a minimum and swallow up his pride for the remaining hours.

Eve...? To think he had been set up with a stranger, and in a butler’s suit to boot. He had prepared a bouquet of daffodils and baby’s breath for his blind date; it was the least he could do for her considering that they would have to keep each other company for the remaining of the dance. The longer he awaited her arrival, the more embarrassed he felt. He was about ready to take his leave and just get a cold drink, but something held him back. 

All that remained for him to do was to attempt to take some pleasure from this. Hopefully.