aunt Josephine threw a lavish party again in her house. Everyone you laid eyes on was bashfull, their hair decorated with flowers and feathers. You weren't acquainted with anyone there, just aunt Josephine herself, who too busy with guests. you were quietly watching a lady play the piano when your attention was caught by a rather excited group of three teenagers. The one with bright fiery red hair and freckles was smiling the widest, enjoying the atmosphere and talking in a way as if she was trying to imagine the scene in a novel, to brown haired girl standing beside her in a light blue silk dress. Beside them was the last one, a boy who was quietly observing an artsy sculpture that you had made, but of ofcourse he didn't know that