Thread:Waring Farms/@comment-27147599-20181021044829/@comment-27147599-20181021045833

Lmao same)

Alex was at a ball at night, his hands were shoved in his pockets and his gaze wandered around.

Emma folded her arms as she stood in front of a castle’s gates. “Excuse me.” She poked a guard. “Can I see the prince?” She saw the guard was ignoring her. “Hellooooo!”