Dresden Academy

Leland couldn't help but laugh when she went on about the events committee. "I can't imagine being stuck in a room with the events committee, no offence to you," he looked over giving her a winning smile. "Those girls are nuts though. I can't imagine trying to reign in the Evans's," he shook his head. Like that was even possible.

"Prom sounds like so much work," he groaned stretching his arms over his head. "You have to vote for shit?" he asked.

"Cinnamynn Thompson, you are a god damn genius. Marry me," he joked. "Well... at least put the word at for the party?" he grinned.