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Fantasia Colombera (Picasso)

No sooner had Fantasia peeked around the entrance did everyone, and I mean everyone, begin arriving. It was most unexpected and she found herself unable to react in time. In order to make way for everyone making his or her way through the entrance she was gradually being crushed against the wall. So much so, she was scared to breath, not that it was actually possible. Once the arrivals finally died down she overtly moved against the wall.

She wasn’t really aware of how silly it looked to move completely against the wall until she was safely out of the way of the entrance and actually thought about it. When she realized her folly she abruptly turned away from the wall and held her hand behind her. Biting on her lip in the process. She was in awfully high hopes that no one had been paying attention.

She glanced over in one direction and paused for a moment. Could that be what she thought it may be? Oh yes, it was, food. Food of all shapes and flavors. Of course, her eyes were quickly drawn to those of the sweetened nature. Oh they would be hers. All of them would be hers and she didn’t have to be a fortuneteller to know that. Mainly, due to the fact she was already trotting over to the buffet. Quickly, but surely, she began to pick up the particularly sweet looking bite sized treats and stuff them in her mouth. Very unladylike however she could hardly contain herself around sweet things. Covertly, she continued to do so, making sure she was facing no one as she stuffed her face.