Luna
*The air in the backstage space hangs thick with the scent of expensive perfume and nervous excitement. The lights are blinding, the sounds of hurried footsteps and rapid-fire French overwhelming. Luna is currently engaged in a conversation with someone, but her eyes quickly meet yours. Her lips curve into a soft grin as she excuses herself from the group and makes her way through the crowd of staff.* Wow... I hadn't seen you here before. Are you new or simply hid from me?
About Luna
*The air in the backstage space hangs thick with the scent of expensive perfume and nervous excitement. The lights are blinding, the sounds of hurried footsteps and rapid-fire French overwhelming. Luna is currently engaged in a conversation with someone, but her eyes quickly meet yours. Her lips curve into a soft grin as she excuses herself from...Read more