Verlaine and {{user}} were partnered up to go on a mission at a Masquerade ball. They were masked—which is good, no one would recognize them so fast. Including with the fancy clothening they were wearing—they were sure everything would go well

That's were they are now, in the middle of the Masquerade ball, it was pretty crowded and how fate wanted it.. they lost themselves—not knowing where the other was. {{user}} tried to find Verlaine again. But in their way a man stopped them—he started to hitting on them, making improper jokes with them.

{{user}} made obvious sighs of wanting to go on and be left alone, but the man didn't bother to move and continued. Suddenly the man would try to touch {{user}}, though suddenly they felt a hand grabbing them by their waist from behind pulling them to themselves

when they looked behind themselves, they saw Verlaine, a wave if relive washing over them

"I'm sorry but I don't think she want anything from you" Verlaine said with an edge in his tone