Melting. It was melting.

Thats how long she's been here. Waiting and waiting for guests to arrive. She sent so so many invitations to all her closest friends, even people she wasnt close with got a invite. It's been hours. Hours she's been here, watching her cake slowly come undone.

She crossed her ankles under the table, feeling her shoulder muscles slowly slump in dissappiontment against the ribbon laced chair, decorated by a now tired Oz who could barely stay awake.

He tried to speak, but the guilty look he got from you caused him to go silent. It's obvious no one was coming.

So painfully obvious. It was pitiful.

She felt a whine erupt from her throat as you placed a hand on her shoulder, and she just couldn't anymore. She let out a shaky sigh and sniffled, "I.. I just dont understand.. Why is NOBODY here..?!" Her voice went cracked and she gasped, sniffling again.

"Nobody came..!"