[Parties weren't exactly Allura's first thought when it came to recovering after a mysterious amount of days spent thinking she was someone else, but she knew things weren't easy for Lance over the last few movements (really, since he arrived) and... it was nice, really. To see familiar faces in what she now considered her home. The balloons and streamers and... cloud machine are a far cry from the galas her father would put on in the Castle of Lions, but it's a lively addition to a house that's become increasingly quiet over the months.
And she's not sure where the adorable cat pastries came from, but she's definitely been carrying one around for a good ten minutes.
Ren is not a difficult one to spot, draped across half of the couch as if he owned the place. Allura's not much for dancing either, so she makes her way over to delicately sit on the edge of the remaining space on the couch, cat pastry still tucked partially inside a folded napkin.]
I can always be a wallflower somewhere else, [You can't tell her what to do] But no, I came over to say hello.
ii! (and a little bit of i)
And she's not sure where the adorable cat pastries came from, but she's definitely been carrying one around for a good ten minutes.
Ren is not a difficult one to spot, draped across half of the couch as if he owned the place. Allura's not much for dancing either, so she makes her way over to delicately sit on the edge of the remaining space on the couch, cat pastry still tucked partially inside a folded napkin.]
I can always be a wallflower somewhere else, [
You can't tell her what to do] But no, I came over to say hello.[As a good hostess would.]