Cece: WAKE UP, YOU SLEEPYHEAD!
Eva: Let me sleep a bit more…
Cece: A bomb is about to explode! RUN!!!
Eva: Huh?! Huh?! What?! What did you say?!
Cece: Hahahaha! You finally woke up. Don't you know tonight is the masquerade party?
Eva: That is not an excuse to scare me like that!
Cece: Just forget, let's go to the salon and get ready. They should bring our gowns around 2:00 PM.
Eva: Well, what are we waiting for! Let's go!
(They do all they want to do and come back home at four.)
Eva: Wow! Hurray! Our gowns are already here.
Cece: Where?
Eva: Are you blind? Look at the box on the bed!
Cece: What are we waiting for? Let's unwrap it!
I can't wait to see my dress!
Eva: Me too.
Cece: Wow, my dress is super stunning! I love it!
(Cece's dress is a silver dress with a matching silver mask. It has shiny black petals on it. The flawless dress is super long—it literally drags on the floor. It's an off-shoulder gown. It is so angelic; it can attract demons!
(Eva's dress is a one-shoulder black dress lace with golden dots, which makes her look like a female leopard. It has a matching mask. The mermaid tail-like gown is nice and elegant).
Cece: "Eva, you look stunning!"
Eva: "And you look gorgeous!"
Cece: "OMG! The party is at 6:00, but the time is 7:30 PM!"
Cece: "I can't believe we're this late!"
(The two friends entered the party and went separate ways.)
???:Ah! "you little demoness."
A voice startled Cece. She turned around.
Cece: "Hey! How dare you call me a demon?"
As she turned to look at the person, her eyes slowly widened.
The guy in front of her was wearing a silver robe with a black inner shirt and trousers. His dark hair cascaded from his neck all the way to his lower back. His dark blue eyes, which were looking straight at her, were intimidating. His pale pink lips formed into a mischievous smirk.
???: "I know I am handsome, but can you stop staring?" He was wearing his usual mischievous smirk.
Cece flushed red with embarrassment. "I wasn't staring!"
???: "Well then, too bad, 'cause I was staring at you. You're so pretty."
Cece never knew she had a shy part. She looked everywhere but at him.
???: "Why don't we go to the dance floor, tomato head?"
Cece: "Why are you calling me that?"
???: "Because you are turning red. Someone can mistake you for a walking tomato."
Cece: "What do you mean by 'go to the dance floor'? I'm supposed to go with my date."
???: "You're very pretty but super dumb! Isn't it obvious that I'm your date? Even our dresses match. Besides, we look like a perfect couple."
Cece: "Uhmm… don't you think we should have a drink first?"
???: "No problem! Do you want alcohol?"
Cece: "I am alcohol-intolerant."
???: "Whatever!"