Open Night at the Museum

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Today's the open night at the museum and I honestly can't tell how excited I am for this. Am I forgetting anything? Did I missed something? Oh no!! Luckily I had Artison with me the whole time. He calm me down when it gets my nerves and I start to panic. We picked up the gang, Crystal, Liberty and Travis and hit the museum early just to make sure everything was in tip-top condition. It was also Winterfest so we needed to make sure all the decor was up. It was a few minutes before open night and everyone was in fancy suits and dress. I for once let my hair down. The grandfather clock rang. It's time! *Travis' POV*
The fancy elites went through the door when the clock strike 8. Many witness Mariam's creativity. It was a great night filled with cocktails and classical music. Liberty was with me all the time. It was a great night. *Liberty's POV*
The moon was shining through the beautiful skylight. As Travis and I were together all night we saw Crystal was having fun at the bar. Many gave praise on Mariam's art work. This night was just amazing- OH NO!! *Summer slammed though the door in a sparkling blue dress while Eric followed attracting everyone's attention* *Summer's POV*
Sad I didn't get an invite. Meh! I made myself welcome. As I begin to approach Mariam she had a rather confused face. "Do I know you?" she asked. I answered her, "Summer Holiday's the name." complimenting her art work. Her "boyfriend", Artison didn't want to make eye contact. He knows why... anyway off to the free cocktail!! *Artison's POV*
Many slowly left the museum. The last guest left around midnight, which was Summer. Crystal also left early because of "reasons". Summer and Liberty are stargazing outside. It was only me and Mariam in the building. She gave me a comforting hug after being there all the time when she was in pain. We've been together for quite some times I thought it was time. I have never told anyone, not even my dad! I went on my knee. Mariam was in shock. I asked a rather risqué question to her, "Mariam, will you marry me?" She was really quiet. I was scared she might reject. Mariam gave me a hug and said yes!

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