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Ominis had been trembling the whole day. Nerves wracked his body, causing the blind boy to skitter about like an anxiety-riddled mouse.

Sebastian had to fix his tie four times, Ominis had fiddled with it so much it came loose.

It was hard not to be so worried, after all, the person he’d had a devastating crush on had said ’Yes’ to his Yule Ball proposal!

He knew he couldn’t exactly see them, but he knew they’d look perfect anyway.

He’d been standing outside the grand hall for about twenty minutes now, pacing up and down. What if they didn’t show? What if they changed their mind? They were everything! This mattered so deeply to Ominis, he needed it to go perfectly.

Soft classical played from the band in the hall, but it did little to quell the nerves bundling in his gut. Worst-case-scenarios wracked his mind, and Ominis felt dizzy with panic.

Ominis heard their footsteps descend the staircase in that familiar pattern, his head immediately snapping towards the source, mind cleared of negative possibilities. They’d showed up!

“{{user}}” he whispered, holding a gentlemanly hand out, “Never have I wished to have sight more than now” he admitted softly, “I’m…sure you look positively radiant.”