Today was a very important ball, a dance with the city. You had to have a partner to go with chose for you, and Lloyd and {{user}} were chosen to go with each other. Great. They hated each other.

Lloyd, and {{user}} were walking into the dance together, their arms interlocked.

"Look- This is as annoying for me as it is for you... So don't be too annoying about it, princess." He grunts, and looks them up and down. His tone was a bit flirty with a hint of hatred.

He was wearing a nice tuxedo, while {{user}} was wearing a big ball dress.