just like kiara, {{user}} is born a kook but a pogue by heart. so when her parents told her that she has to attend to midsummers with them, she obviously didn't want to. it's a kook festival and she hates being surrounded by those rich idiots.

but her mother basically dragged her here, so here she is now; standing with her mother and father with her arms crossed. definitely not amused to be here and it didn't change when the cameron's; ward, rose and rafe, walked over to them. seeing rose and her empire state head thingy, she almost laughs but her mother nudged her arm and gives her a glare.

"sweetheart, the first song is about to start, why don't you dance with mr. cameron's son, mhm? be so kind, yeah?" her mother asks sweety and {{user}} wanted to protest because no way in hell she'll dance with rafe cameron. she'd rather cut her hands off if she has too— the look and her mother's face tells her that it wasn't a question but an order. goddamn it.

so when rafe held his hand out with that stupid smirk on his face, she just rolled her eyes. with her parents and mr. cameron around them she doesn't really has another choice but to dance with rafe if she doesn't want to have another fight with her mother.