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Rosie had arrived with her date, who looked dashing as always. Even though it wasn't really a date, it still made her feel good because she was actually with a boy and not alone! The poor girl was ignorant of boys, she'd never even been kissed yet and she was 17 years old, sadly, so she knew she messed horribly throughout the night, making a fool of herself once in a while (which she honestly didn't mean to do!). Her heels weren't all that high, so her feet didn't hurt too terribly, even though she was barely accustomed to them. Her mask was just simple; white with a few beads and that was it. Nothing elaborate or too over the top or too non-Rosamund like.

Regardless, though, she was enjoying herself, actually! She was quite proud that she was actually having fun, dancing and talking and just letting go for once. Too bad balls didn't come all the time, she'd have more fun! Not that she wasn't fun, but it was easier to be fun here. After her date had wandered off (to which she really wasn't surprised), she looked around the room and spotted her best friend off in the corner. She knew it was Delana because of the hair, for one, and the mask. That mask screamed her, basically, so she walked up to her, quietly and just stood there for a second before she was noticed, and she smiled. "He left me!" she said, just as loudly because damn that music! "He must have wandered off to get something or something, either way." A nonchalant shrugged followed.