They were hosting a masquerade ball and she was invited. Gladly, they didn't need to bring a date.
"You're going to the masquerade, right?"
"Who even said I was a student?"
"Kyoya."
"Of course."
"Will you?"
"Maybe . . . "
Mary was ecstatic when she heard about the dance. She even requested Yuzuha Hitachiin to make her a dress.
"MARIAH!" Her maid shouted, pushing the box towards her chest. "WEAR. IT." She paled. When it came to social gatherings or such, Mary could be very demanding and scary when she wants to.
"Okay," she said in a monotone voice. Mary glared at her and said, "You will enjoy it. Okay?" She nodded, not used to it. She would say the same thing every time something like a dance party was held, "Make friends" and "Enjoy yourself." Of course, she couldn't. Damn suitors didn't want to leave her alone.
Soon afterwards, Mary pushed her inside her bathroom to shower and change.
"Do you like roses?"
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Fanfictiona tamaki souh fanfiction back and forth text messages between two [text] best friends
