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Sage wandered in, nose twitching slightly and ears flickering. It was rather loud....he wasn't a huge fan of the whole environment, but Celeste liked it, so he'd try to have fun with her. He did head straight for the food though |
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Celeste was grinning. She stayed by Sages side, not knowing anyone here, but having fun all the same. |
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Sage had focused on the table full of food, heading straight for that. His nose was going the entire time as he sort of just tried... everything. Exotic meats and fruits and such. Mostly, he worked at the meats, but ate other things too in an attempt to not eat all the meat before anyone else could get some. |
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Celeste nibbled on the food here and there, but didn't really eat much. "Okay, Wolfie, leave some for the others," she teased, pulling him away from the food. "C'mon, let's dance," |
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Sage sort of groaned, grabbing one more bite as she tugged him away. Really, he could've eaten their entire spread and then some....but that would t have been very polite. He let Celeste tug him towards the dance floor with a grunt. "Fair warning, I've never danced in my life," he noted with a sort of sheepish chuckle. |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste smiled, dragging him onto the dancefloor. It was just a slow dance, nice and simple. "You'll figure it out," |
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Sage chuckled in response to her comment, moving to sort of copy her steps as they moved. He'd always been light on his feet and a quick thinker, so he caught on pretty quickly, even with Celeste's belly between them |
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Celeste was all grins and giggles. She loved dancing. |
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Sage had a grin plastered on his own face too. It was fun, he supposed, just watching her be this happy for something so simple as a fancy dress and dance. |
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Soon enough, Celeste got hit with a contraction. She had to stop, wincing, holding her belly. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
