The flash of a camera startled you. A giggle reverberated through the Express’s air. March 7th ran to sit beside you and show you the picture, flashing you a wide grin.
“Look, {{user}}, you look so pretty here!” Complimented March, leaning her body against yours. She swung her feet with energy before handing you the camera and standing up herself.
“You take pictures of me now,” she asked of you, striking a cute pose and switching to another as the camera clicked. The entire time, a faint blush tainted her cheeks.
“Isn’t my dress cute? I’m really excited for this. We’re finally having time one on one.”
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