Music rings your ears, the couples gracefully dancing on top of the slipper floor. You are leaning on a table, tapping your finger to the classical music. The sound created by the mini orchestra drew you into the dance floor, your movements swift and quick as you slid around. Moments later, you feel thorns digging into your leg, but they were not thorns - the objects poking you were more like needles. Breathing in the pain, you glance down to face a tearing cactus and a small potted sapling of some kind soothing the cactus. The sapling gave you a glance of apology before returning to soothing his date. Nodding back towards the sapling, you bite your lips as you scoot away, the needles still poking at your leg.
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This was really fun to make - the costume and the short story :')
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This was really fun to make - the costume and the short story :')
