#sgncameron

          To no one’s surprise, he eventually loses Chanyeol once the real event kicks off. Elias isn’t much of a party-goer himself, and even with the whole unrecognizable get-up, he thinks it’ll take some time to get comfortable. Some elements of this masquerade ball is his scene, though, so it’s not all bad. His shoulders slump as he idly wonders where to go from here. Does he try to look for the guy, or go off on his own? Surely, it shouldn’t be that difficult to find someone so tall. Quickly looking around, he guesses that Chanyeol would be with whoever is the loudest. However, his half-hearted attempts at really looking keeps him from center stage and off to the sides. A wallflower’s behavior, he’s grown to accept. 

          Even though he was mildly anticipating this masquerade ball, it somehow didn’t occur to him that he’d otherwise be left alone sooner rather than later. So perhaps it isn’t too surprising when he ends up walking a little slower as his eyes wander — only hoping to find someone he recognizes. That’s always Plan B, isn’t it? 

          It’s relatively simple to tell when he’s at the quad, or people watching by the food court. This, though? A huge ballroom filled with masked people wearing clothes they might not otherwise wear is straight out of a ‘where’s wally’ book. That is, until he spots someone who didn’t seem to put in that much effort into hiding at all. “Figures,” he says as he amiably walks towards Cameron. “If you’re not going all out, then what about all this piqued your interest to begin with?” Despite his remarks, he smiles in relief at a familiar face, albeit his own being fully covered. “If you’re here for the food, you sort of missed that by about,” he checks his watch — even now, he’s unsure whether it was necessary with his white gloves. “An hour? Almost.”