Snippet #2316968

Picasso

Poor Fantasia had quickly realized how much of a bad idea it was to attempt to eat too much so early in the night already. For two reasons, the first being the ridiculous corset she had been forced to wear making it even harder to breathe after having eaten. The second being due to having been snuck up on so early in the night. In her surprise she choked on the food in her mouth. Lifting the napkin in her hand she covered her mouth managing to cough in complete and utter silence. This was an acquired technique that has also gotten her into some slight trouble. The thing is if someone can’t hear her cough they automatically assume she can’t breathe and thus there is always someone in the crowd that want to give her the Heimlich.

By the time she was well enough to look up at the young woman who had given her such a fright she was also crying slightly. It was safe to say that for the rest of the night she wouldn’t be eating anything else for fear that this may occur again. This really saddened her. However, back to the attempted conversation at hand. Apparently, this young lady felt that the young man known as Mime liked her. Somehow she doubted this seriously and with a skeptical smile and a cocked eyebrow she shook her head. After searching a few moments she found a black napkin and a pen, I will only believe such a thing if he were to inform me himself, and even then he’d have to prove it to me as well.