"With our luck we'll collide and be forced into another dance." She added airily. It would be a comical end to a rather rough evening, but at least they'd both likely have an excuse to leave then.

Then, Mr. Gallivan had to go and mention enjoying Valentine's Day, and Rosalie immediately began hoping the dance would end soon. There was a single Valentine's Day she had enjoyed, years ago before all the misunderstandings and dramatics had ruined everything. One singular Valentine's Day that proved that some people did indeed enjoy celebrating. Her smile dipped on the edges, the light in her eyes dimmed as it all slammed back into her.

"Those with a reason to do, I suppose." Rosalie then said, her gaze now somewhere on his shoulder instead of on his face as it'd been only a minute before.

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