[ when he's in the middle of his shift, bellamy opts to text caroline. he's not going to write a note; there's no paper, aside from the napkins, and appearing aloof is how he likes to spend his time at work. really, she's only helping him make his day move ten times slower. #genius. ]
How will you know if I'm at the masquerade when we're all wearing masks? Defeats the purpose, doesn't it?
There are people here who are the same height as me, if not a little taller. I know being from space makes me an alien, but contrary to popular belief, I don't have green skin.
Think of it as a challenge. If you can find me, I'll deny you a dance because I'm horrible at it. If you don't, at least you didn't have to go through all that trouble just for me to say I don't dance.
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How will you know if I'm at the masquerade when we're all wearing masks? Defeats the purpose, doesn't it?
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