mods please lock

[sassymarshamallow]

Carina Acerbi ~ Italian Royal ~ Age 18 {dress}
Carina glared at Colton, her grey eyes narrowed. "What IS your problem?" she demanded, hand on her hip in a very sassy gesture. Her temper had been pushed to the limit. Much more, and she would probably explode in frustration. And that would NOT be pretty.

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||Colton White||
He sighs, as if annoyed with the whole situation. "I will choose who I tell me problems to. Trust me, you don't make the cut." He continues on to the ballroom, leaving them behind.

[sassymarshamallow]

Carina Acerbi ~ Italian Royal ~ Age 18 {dress}
She stomped down the hall after him, her heels still in her hand. "Look" she said with a glare "you may not be happy about being here, but you are NOT the only one." she said. "Cut the attitude."

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||Colton White||
He turns around, his finger poking her collarbone. "You listen." He is seething with anger. "Being here is probably the best thing that has ever happened to me. Think before you make flash judgements." He storms into the ballroom.

[mundane]

Rusty
I look down at what's happening under me. I have my head on Carina's shoulder and it bobs up and down every time she talks or moves after him. Sighing I straighten up on her back. I look longingly in the direction the girl was and glare down at Colton. "Stop being a stick in the mud." I call out after him. "IF you hadn't be so freaking rude. We wouldn't have followed you and you might have still been talking to that girl."

[sassymarshamallow]

Carina Acerbi ~ Italian Royal ~ Age 18 {dress}
Carina sighed, slipping Rusty down off her back. She quickly ran after Colton. "Ok, look, I'm sorry" she said, looking at him curiously. His coldness intrigued her. "I tend to have a bad temper, comes with being Italian."

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||Colton White||
"That's great." He says sarcastically. "Why don't you go share your temper with someone else?" He glares at her. He had put up an icy wall long ago, and he isn't going to take it down for some silly girl, princess or not.

[mundane]

Rusty
Walking over to them, I look up at them hating that I'm short. I could see Carina apologizing and frown. I should too I guess but I don't want to. Looking up at Colton my frown deepens. Why did he have to be so dang tall? "Look obviously you don't like us but that doesn't mean you can talk to us like that. You have a wall built around you and we aren't asking you for every little dark secret you have. I came for my mom and sister. You came for who knows what. She came for a husband. So Stop being such a drama queen and make friends not enemies"

[mundane]

Carlo
Watching everybody dancing, walking and talking I can mostly see who the royals are and who the commoners are. I remember what mother told me about not caring where someone comes from and if they are nice and respectable then they are no different than other people. Sighing I look around some more, wondering if I should make an effort to talk to someone.

Axel
I scratch the back of my neck and I look around at everybody. Everyone either has someone to talk to or is just walking aimlessly. I'm just leaning against a pillar looking for something interesting to do. I probably looked bored outta my mid because, well I was. I keep looking around, Maybe someone would talk to me. But who?

((is anyone open to talk/let in a group chat with either of them?))

[suga,]

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name;; reese kay anderson
age;; seventeen
gender;; female
location;; mansion
tags;; open
commoner
[ reese is open. ]

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she blinked a few times, with the combination of the quietness from the gallery, and being only two hallways away; reese could easily overhear the conversation. in a fancy place like this, you'd think arguments would only be about how you dress. she rubbed the back of her neck, waiting a few minutes after hearing the footsteps disappear before peering over the corner towards the ball room, just to make sure they had really gone. not nosy, just.. curious. others being nosy stirred herself up; so she wouldn't want to be nosy herself, just - curious. I should get back; mum's not going to be proud. reese huffed under her breath, fully rounding the corner and slipping out a smaller doorway that she had found along the way. now towards a more, occupied, side of the ball room, she watched as the waiters checked upon serving and a daily job, lingering near a wall as the chattering continued.