bludhavensbluebird:

     It’d started off as a complete bust, his mystery girl nowhere in sight and his night seemed to be in ruins despite Donna’s attempts to cheer him up. He’d made a grand gesture in front of the entire student body and not once in his optimism had he planned for the possibility of her not showing up to the ball at all. A fluke in his planning he was definitely kicking himself over until his wandering eyes finally caught sight of her walking down the steps, slowly and gracefully. It leaves him awestricken for a moment, eyes lighting up and a bright smile to match as he made a bold declaration to Donna that he had to leave. he attempts to keep a cool profile but the excitement festers inside him, like he’s going to burst at the seems with each step closer to her he takes. 

        ❛You came! I was beginning to think you didn’t get my message. I’m probably making an idiot of myself but I just- wow you look great.❜

     Between his rambling and his race to get there he had little time to catch his breath but that didn’t stop him from what he did next: promptly picking her up with a quaint little twirl.

   The very second of his approach her eyes widen having not found what she wanted (her sister and her girlfriend naturally) but rather a short of breath boy who’d ran at her from across the ballroom floor. But then again if he had not come at her at full speed perhaps she would not have recognized him. Battering Ram Boy, blew potions up on girls and discarded their faces for far more important memories, relentless in hallway maneuvering and called himself Dick. It was a stumbling race to get half a syllable out after he’d spoken and before disaster struck: “Messa-    ?“

She grunted as she was picked, unprepared and frankly scared, it was the fight of fight or flight that made her attached herself to him. Had her nails been longer surely he would have felt the claw as she tried to collect herself, a second spent buried in his neck before she was put down.

Wide eyes sought to making her horror known as she readjusted the edges of her skirt. “Wh-     what message? Aren’t you the one who took my notes?”

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