Agatha always had a tendency to sit in silence, away from the others, and just watch as life went on around and without her. She'd always liked to watch, being invisible and seeing people act without her oddity of a body in the way of things, let them show themselves to one another and not hold back in front of her. It was fun sometimes, sad other times, and in yet more times things had been very... interesting, to say the least.<br/><br/>This happened to be a rather strange time. At one point everyone was happy, congratulating one another over their successful performances, then they were suddenly very somber and sad, Adrian and Serina's feelings towards one another being revealed, and Izzy and Angelo rushing to the aid of their respective friends. Agatha sighed. She wished she had some friends like that. It wasn't that she didn't have friends, but most didn't have the willpower and outright stubbornness to continue to pester her and not cave in to her being alone. It was how there was a difference between being a friend and a best friend, and in her opinion, she neither had nor wanted any of the latter. It would end up changing, she assumed, though it didn't seem like it would any time soon.<br/><br/>Agatha let her eyes follow Izzy and Serina, gliding over Enzo and his wicked tendencies as she turned her head. Eventually, the two were out of sight, but somehow, they'd kept her interest, and so Agatha followed in their footsteps, making sure to keep her distance. She Silently got on top of a wagon that was nearby, but not so close as to have her be hanging right over them. Agatha gasped slightly when Izzy and Serina started being intimate with one another, and immediately slapped a hand over hoer mouth. She prayed to God that she hadn't been heard.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>