He wouldn't. ...Not yet, anyway.

I think we might've spoke too soon. Puck had been cornered by the nurse, who, from his half annoyed, half contrite expression, appeared to have caught him doing some kind of mischief. Probably spiking the punch.

She just sighs softly and watches him from afar.

After what must've been a speech, Puck came back over, not having any punch.

" So, what exactly did you do? " She asked him.

,, I cant. She could take away my phone and computer if I do! ,,

"I didn't get any punch is what I did," he muttered



"Excuse me." Ash stood there under the dim lights, solemn and beautiful as he extended his hand to Isiea. "May I cut in?"

Perhaps he was off balance, or maybe it was something in the princes steady gaze that made him take a step back. Still looking a bit confused, like he didnt know what had just happened, he wandered off the dance floor and into the crowd.

" well yeah, obviously. Its fine. We can live without it. "

"Yeah, but it would've been so much more fun with the punch."

Her supposed flakiness vanishes instantaneously. She takes Ashs hand.