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Already, Abba could hear the sweet nothings being whispered as a handsome man spoke softly to a pretty blonde girl in a cream-coloured dress. Everybody looked so wonderful, Abba couldn't help but wonder if she'd be noticed. She was rather simple looking, even for a demon, as they were normally beautiful in a flawless and exotic way - Abba was cursed, or perhaps blessed, with this everlasting youthful simplicity, a sweet little face and big, innocent blue eyes. She gazed around from beneath the red and black masque - so far, only one other man had come in, and he didn't seem to notice anyone in particular. She paused, seeing another blonde girl come in, this one in an icy blue dress. She watched for a moment, seeing the girl clearly looking around as if seeking someone to talk to. She certainly wasn't the charming gentleman Abba had been hoping for, but until such a guest arrived, she supposed she would make her way over to this other girl to talk. She put a smile on her ruby lips as she began to walk over, black and red gown swishing behind her as she approached the blonde.
"Hello," she chimed, her voice soft and musical. "You look bored, and there aren't quite enough gentlemen here yet, so we may as well entertain ourselves until partners for dancing arrive. My name is Abba, what's yours?"