(ACT 03) Will you keep me with you?

PROSERPINA:

As romantic as this was, dancing under the moonlight in the place where they first met, Proserpina could still not hear the blasted song Alastor was speaking of and she was too annoyed for being spun around in the air like a ragdoll. He was just carrying her and spinning her round and round, anyway. Could this still be even considered as dancing?

She begs to differ.

“I'm leaving,” Proserpina informed him, planting her hands on his shoulders firmly, wanting to be put down now. His eyes widened, looking up at her with large soulful dark eyes, his head tilting a bit in confusion... like a puppy.

Hello no, that’s not gonna work.

She sighed, “Alastor put me–”

He spun her around again, laughing maniacally, “NOPE! UNTIL YOU COME BACK HOME, OH! UNTIL YOU COME BACK HOOOME~”

‘AHAHAHAHAHA–!’