<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://www.irreverentgent.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/How-to-Look-More-Handsome-intro-279x300.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Time:</strong>7:15 PM<br/><strong>When:</strong>Entrance to Ballroom<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Startled<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sophia | Charlie | Open<hr/><br/>Chris jumped, stiffened and let out a high pitch noise that he wasn't very proud of as he looked back over his shoulder, adrenaline and his heart racing. The phone fumbled from his grip falling to the floor, He let out a soft chuckle shaking his head,<strong>"Holy Shit Sophia,  you scared the crap out of me!"</strong>he overdramatized the incident by putting his hand over his chest, the other hand reaching down to grab his phone.  Giving it a quick glance, he felt relieved the screen hadn't cracked during the fall.  He wasn't to thrilled with her stunt, and would have been upset had his phone cracked.  Sophia was always full of pranks and laughter, sometimes a bit immature at times, but he was glad to have bumped into a familiar face. Someone that might know where his wife was.<br/><br/><strong>"Listen you haven't seen Charlie have you?  Thought she might be with you.  I left her for a few to chat with Mr. Brockard, and now seems as if she's disappeared.  Unless she's in the women's room, but I already waited by it, no sign of her." </strong>he let out a sigh, scratching his head, and then neatly patting his hair back into place.  He scanned the room once more, and then checked his phone again to see if Charlie had responded to his text.