Over half the artists attending the annual convention weren't from Aethelburg. Coupled with the fact that it was Christmas Eve, the streets were bound to be lively, so not many people refused the suggestion to go out.
"Jessie, are you going?" Mochi knew Jessie Sterling had originally planned to go home, so she turned to ask her specifically.
Jessie Sterling thought for a moment, looking at the group of vibrant young women before her, then picturing Victor Morgan's face, which looked stern and cold when he wasn't smiling. 'Hesitating for even a second longer would be an insult to my aesthetic sensibilities!'
"I'm in!" Jessie said without much hesitation. Instead of spending a cloyingly sweet Christmas Eve with Victor Morgan—who probably didn't even remember it was Christmas Eve, and even if he did, he likely wouldn't care about a "Western holiday"—she would, of course, choose to hit the streets with her new, like-minded friends!
