[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Nv0xnJN.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/zzJ8DzK.png[/img][/center] [color=C17ECE][b]Time[/b][/color]:11am [color=C17ECE][b]Location:[/b][/color]: Ballroom [color=C17ECE][b]Interaction:[/b][/color]: [@Helo] Callum [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/VJHs600.png[/img][/center] Although Ruby was nervous about presenting her measly pot to this prince, she felt pleased when he looked at it with interest. She leaned on the table to watch with wide eyes his every move, completely enthused. No one had been so interested in her creations. She knew it wasn’t much, but it was one of the few things she could do. [i][color=C17ECE]“Oh I can’t wait to return to the worms.”[/color][/i] Ruby said, going along with his sentiment. Ruby had not truly thought about it this way.. her worm theme simply came from a game her and Jack played in which they included the first thing they saw to their pots. After hearing Cal talk about the theme with curiosity and meaning, she saw that he was a relatively thoughtful one,[i][color=C17ECE] Not like I will ever be..[/color][/i]. Ruby responded with subtle excitement that escaped through her eyes, [color=C17ECE] “Precisely! Most people want to look at the bigger picture of life, but they don’t think about the little guys at work.”[/color] She smiled, giggling humbly at his appreciation. “[color=C17ECE] You are very welcome. You can keep it if you like it that much[/color]” As Ruby’s head grew bigger, she felt flustered and her nerves began to look for an out. She thought Cal was kind and interesting, but something did not feel right. As she looked away in fear, she replied, “[color=C17ECE] Oh, I strongly disagree. You can make anything you’d like! As thoughtful of a man as you are… I trust you will whip something up special." [/color] Ruby’s plan to seduce a man and take all his assets was too successful (he was totally falling for her) and now she had second thoughts. He seemed to be a nice person. Could she really do this to a nice person? A worm appreciator? Ruby began to sweat and her ruse could not be held up any longer. She had to find a different prince, a less thoughtful, blander, and ruder prince that would not challenge her in this way. [color=C17ECE] “Oh no! I have to go! The onions-I mean-Um-”[/color]She panicked for a moment before chaotically trying to scramble up from her chair, only to trip loudly over the leg of her chair with a loud thud that echoed through the ballroom. She was horrified and attempted to play it off, unknowing that others had begun to stare. She slowly drug herself up off the floor in a slithering fashion, dropping an onion out of her bag by mistake. It started to awkwardly roll across the floor , but she was on her way elsewhere. [i][color=C17ECE] Whew, that was almost bad.[/color][/i]