Benvolio's mind on the other hand. Un-explainable. Just jaw dropped staring. Any smart person would know that he had fallen for Tybalt. He wanted to gallop in fields of flowers and have picnics with him. Just like in Twilight with Bella and Edward in their field. Because Twilight definitely exists in their time. He thought of Tybalt and him going on boats with flowers. But there was always someone else in all of these fantasies. Someone he knew, but he could not quite see in the moment. Someone significant in his life. Tybalt was overwhelmed. These men. One mad and one mesmerized. He didn't know how to feel. How could he possibly express it. There are so many ways too. But not here. There wouldn't ever be a place to have these feelings. None that he could ever think of. Would he see these men again? Possibly. Would it just be another quarrel? Probably. He thought it would be best to leave right now, he knew these men felt the same. Perhaps they would discuss it later. But not now. Definitely not now. Tybalt shakes his thoughts off. “I just wanted to maketh sure all the guests art enjoying the party. Has't a wonderful night gentlemen!” He raises his glass at Mercutio and winks at Benvolio. He walks away smiling through his mask.
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