<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTaFGVuWSFe-dXEMiLE5oyGzOM0AX68wItcZEG1b62CFOnFIm4hog)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Annabell<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>23rd October, 4:57- onwards<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Little coffee shop - lover's corner<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Hermes<br/><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong><br/><strong>Wearing</strong>https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a5/e6/d6/a5e6d674e68921e487f56918b38c90fb.jpg (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a5/e6/d6/a5e6d674e68921e487f56918b38c90fb.jpg)<br/><br/>"I wouldn't mind getting some cake?" Annabelle offered tentevely. Ever one for sweet things she couldn't resist seeing there cake menu. "I've come here a few times. I'm more of a tea drinker then coffee" she offered the information willingly. "I'm so glad you asked me to the ball, I'm really looking forward to it!" She offered as a hopeful conversation starter. Annabelle fiddled with her menu as her left leg, the one furthest from Hermes jiggled nervously. Perhaps she should have started on an easier topic like class, or homework. She groan silently homework would have had them chatting much easier then taking about the upcoming ball. We'll come hell or high water she have dove in the deep end now.<br/>