With her pocket money at the ready and jangling in her hand, Remy pondered whether getting her face painted would be cool or totally childish. It would definitely fit in with her chosen outfit of the day - a pink, glittery top matched with a pleated skirt. She looked as if she was ready to party, and obviously wanted to dress to impress the company she’d soon be keeping. Her letter to Atlas agreed to meet at this event, although they hadn’t distinguished where exactly. Remy’s eyes danced over the activities while still keeping an eye out for her friend.

The atmosphere here was so fun, and she felt really lucky that her sister had agreed to bring her here. Thankfully, Anjya had kinda dropped her off to go and do her own thing, because she did nawt need a chaperone. Remy had a look at the decorations available as she would definitely be leaving here with a funky tote bag, deciding to wait for Atlas before deciding on face paints.

Besides, the face paint would interfere with her lip gloss