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As Elijah stepped through the grand double doors of the ballroom, a surge of excitement coursed through him. The air was filled with the melodic strains of music, and the room shimmered with the soft glow of chandeliers. Although all of this was new scenery to him, he knew it could be a fun place to be if he wanted it to be. After all, his family had moved to this place to… start over, meaning a fresh start for him, right?
However, he wondered whether or not he and his family had encountered another tragic town upon recalling the earlier-mentioned announcement regarding a missing student. Was that a normal occurrence here? Not your problem, Elijah; you’re simply here to have a good time.
He saw nothing but gloomy expressions as he moved deeper into the crowd—everyone appeared to be seated. Where in the world did I end up, dammit? Isn’t this meant to be a celebration?
All these depressing souls made him think of his brother Floriano. As soon as his brother entered his thoughts, he saw him by himself, seated at a table. As he expected him to be, Elijah couldn’t help but grin as he walked up behind his brother.
“Why am I not shocked that the lonely, grumpy old Floriano is sitting all by himself? You do realize that this is a party, dear brother?” He teased as he playfully nudged him on the shoulder. The two did not get along, not since… well, not that—that matters now. Regardless, that never stopped Elijah from teasing his twin brother; he couldn’t resist getting under his skin, especially in front of a crowd.
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