My first thought was, I don't believe it. He really does wear that much purple all the time. My second thought was, Why am I even bothering to wonder about it?
I shook my head, deciding to look at my punch instead of Odd. He had a mask on, but I still knew it was him- who else would show up in a purple tuxedo? I had to admit, he had pretty good taste. He was wearing a dark violet, velvet waistcoat and pants with a black undershirt. For once, his hair was styled in something other than his usual gravity-defying updo. He'd left the hair gel behind, letting mauve bangs fall in his face and pulling the rest of his hair back. The mask was a nice touch, even if I wasn't sure why he was wearing it. There was a small rose tucked in his breast pocket, too. Somehow, it worked.
And there you go, you're staring at him again.
I glanced down at my drink again. It wasn't as interesting a subject.
There was no further way to avoid it- I was bored. Truly, outstandingly bored. Despi
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