Spring: Sorin and Alex
Sorin had come with Valentin, having finally managed to find a date who wasn't already taken or one who meant for it to be a group thing. Soon Valentin had been swept off by the centaur, it seemed, and Sorin had to make himself stop staring at the half-horse half-boy in order to go find his group of witches and new friends. He mingled with them, laughing, dancing, drinking punch, each of the witches from Anton castle trying to pretend that this was all normal.
As spring was winding into summer, Sorin spotted Alex. He felt bad that his friend was stuck behind the music when dancing, it turned out, was really fun. He left his group and meandered over towards the DJ station, his white dress shirt looking green in the springtime light effects.
"I'm sorry to interrupt," he told Alex with a smile, speaking up to be heard over the sound. "But is it too soon to take a break and get that dance?"