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[color=slateblue]Time:[/color] Morning
[color=F0E399]Location:[/color] Courting Mixer - Blossom Cafe
[color=slateblue]Mention:[/color] Mathias [@Rodiak]
[color=slateblue]Appearance[/color]: Wild curly hair, simple white dress, no shoes

Ariella huffed as she untangled sticks and leaves from her hair, the curls of her fiery red hair bouncing as she fluffed them up in desperation to fix it. 

The thought of the courting mixer barely crossed her mind after the wild night she had. Her head still felt fuzzy from all the drinks and mysterious tea she had consumed. Earlier that morning, she woke up in her secret garden, sprawled out by her alter. It took her a few minutes before she remembered that her mother had signed her up for the event. Knowing the chaos that would ensue if she missed it, she hurriedly got ready, dusting off her long white gown and giving it a once-over. Of course, her shoes were nowhere to be found, but that was hardly surprising. 

Without there being much more time to spare Ari took off running through the wooded fields hoping to not be too late for the event. It didn’t take her long to reach the cafe. With a little throat-clearing and a weary smile, as she attempted to catch her breath, she joined the lively crowd. The women at the event were dressed in beautiful gowns, everyone exchanging compliments on outfits and sharing the latest gossip. Ariella rocked nervously on her heels, hands clasped behind her back as she attempted to figure out where to go. 

Noticing the table full of papers she found her name and opened it up. Noting her table she continued to look around nervously. Spotting her assigned table, she made her way over, still plucking leaves and twigs from unexpected places. Taking her seat, she nervously scanned the room.

She knew her date was named Mathias, though she couldn't recall ever meeting anyone by that name before. She hoped he wouldn't mind her missing shoes.

As she anxiously surveyed the room, her gaze landed on Mathias confidently striding toward her table. Ariella found herself momentarily entranced before snapping back to reality. A bright smile lit up her face as she stood up from her chair, feeling a tad underdressed and disheveled compared to him.

[color=slateblue]"Good morning!"[/color] she nearly chirped, butterflies fluttering in her belly. [color=slateblue]"I'm so sorry for my... um, less than perfect appearance. It was quite the eventful night,"[/color] she confessed with a nervous grin, tugging at the side of her gown. [color=slateblue]"You look charming! Oh! My name is Ari,"[/color] she added, her smile turning into a nervous giggle as she resumed her seat.

[color=slateblue]"I apologize... I'm not exactly smooth with these things. Feeling a bit jittery,"[/color] she admitted sheepishly, attempting to salvage the situation with her awkwardness.[/color]


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Ariella wakes up in the middle of the woods, missing her shoes and full of dirt and leaves. She runs to the event where she akwardly attempts to introduce herself to her date. 
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