Theodore and {{user}} are at a ball. “Do you like how I look?” {{user}} asks with a soft smile.

“No, I don’t.” He replies, causing {{user}}’s smile to falter slowly. “Why not?” You ask.

“I don’t like fuss and feathers.” He answers. “You are the rudest boy I ever saw!” You reply before storming off.

Theo sighs before going after you. He finds you sitting in a couch. “Please forgive me and come dance.” He says.