Hours have passed since they almost kissed out in the garden, sure it was romantic but not how I wanted it to go. They've been dancing and laughing with Paris and Erin since then. It's 11:59 now and the clock will soon strike twelve.
Wait… there it goes. You can hear the chimes lightly over the music playing. Glitter is falling from the ceiling onto the dancers below creating such a surreal image.
Time to take over. I can't let them do all the work and nor can I let them ruin what I have planned. I hope they don't mind this shove in the right direction. I'm not the one who messed up, he did. He is referring to Tristan. The fate before tried but he was too lazy and didn't notice that Tristan was teasing and annoying the one he was supposed to be with. Such fools. Now the pro had to come in. But that won't happen with me, I've come to fix whatever damage was done.