London Calling RPG

Anael was simply walking down the street, in the usual sort of clothes he wore. Pop culture was not his forte, and he would have had no idea what to dress up as, even if he had realised what day today was before materialising on this plane. So he was simply walking around, trying to sort out what people were dressed up as, and mostly failing. That was when his gaze fell on a figure in all white, and the small smile on his lips stretched into a grin. "Sunny," he greeted her, the word sounding like more than her name. It sounded like a compliment, too. "You look wonderful," he added, perfectly honest.