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[heavenfang]

... I don't know how many friends he made here, but I guess I should inform anyone that might care that... Gremio's gone. All that's left is a drone. No cheek scar, so... it's definitely not him. No sense in questioning it.

... So. I hear a lot of talk about this prom thing. It sounds kind of like some of the formal parties they used to host in Gregminster, though those were mostly for adults of the noble class. Still, that's my experience with them. A lot of glamor and putting on masks... I actually don't have a lot of taste for it. But somehow, I think it'll be different here. Maybe...

Anyways, can anyone tell me more about the concept? I guess Americans would be best qualified, but I'll take any perspective I can get. Personal anecdotes especially. I just want to hear some stories right now... stories of places far and away.

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[commentboxtroll]

Your choice. Good luck with it. Me? I'll be enjoying the peace and quiet with everyone else stuffed into the gym.

[heavenfang]

Heh... I guess that's more like you. I won't bore you with details of how my date went either.

[commentboxtroll]

You won't? My, how kind of you.

[Not even curious about who his date is, though he's not too surprised. Seems like a hero thing to do.]