( her heels have long been abandoned, left tucked in a quiet corner of the garden's patio, by the time kimberly makes her way over towards the hedge maze and its overhead adornment of twinkling lights. it's blissfully cooler out here than it had been in the crowded ballroom, and the night breeze is a welcome relief as well, perfectly suited to chill the faint flush on her neck and cheeks from so much dancing.
finding a familiar face lingering near the entrance is a pleasant surprise. she hadn't planned on exploring it, but the opportunity seems too well placed to pass; might as well take advantage, right?
with a grin, kimberly strolls forward, tapping him on the shoulder from a step or two behind. )
Something tells me you're not supposed to take these on yourself.
a maze of hedges.
finding a familiar face lingering near the entrance is a pleasant surprise. she hadn't planned on exploring it, but the opportunity seems too well placed to pass; might as well take advantage, right?
with a grin, kimberly strolls forward, tapping him on the shoulder from a step or two behind. )
Something tells me you're not supposed to take these on yourself.