The Masquerade had been loud and eventful. Everyone had been dancing, enjoying their carefully crafted outfits and getting to make new friends.

You, had been enjoying it as much as you could. Your friends were having a blast, but you felt.. off. Your crush, Rollo Flamme, had been sulking in the corner. You knew him well, but well enough to know he was acting ridiculous.

Whether he wasn’t feeling good or just annoyed and found all the partying obnoxious, you decided to walk up to him. Trying to recall what could’ve made him this.. pouty?

Rollo noticed you walking up to him, and before you had a chance to speak, he cut in. “I know what you’re here to say, and no, I’m not sulking. I’m.. thinking. I have better places to be than celebrating here.”

His voice was of the usual, but laced with an annoyance that spoke volumes. You weren’t sure whether to feel bad for him or just annoyed at his attitude.. but either way, you were here to help.