Ashley placed the invitation on her dresser with a sigh. Another social function, huh? Earlier in her life, she'd often daydream about high-class parties, wearing expensive dresses and meeting people of importance. It was only when her father moved up to the highest political rank and she got abducted by some loonies from some rural town in Spain that her opinion of such gatherings changed.
Frivolous. And by far, unnecessary.
Really, what do they expect her to do there? Oh, yeah. Of course: wear a lovely dress, pose for pictures and fake a smile for hours while everyone else talked business and politics. What a waste of time!
"I don't even have friends there," she half-whined, half-grumbled as she trudged towards her walk-in closet. Usually, she would be out looking for a dress to wear a week in advance but for this night, she didn't even bother. There'd be no one to impress anyway, she thought wryly. She'll just sit in one corner and let her mind wander off. Alright. Perfect way to spend the night.
Ashley pulled out an off-shoulder powder blue dress. It looked pretty enough. She may not want to go and she may not have even made an effort to look for a new dress, but that didn't mean she was about to slack off.
Two hours later, she was ready. She wore her hair down with a little barrette to keep her bangs off her face, a choker and a pair of earrings, very minimal make-up.
"Are you ready, Ms. Graham?" her bodyguard asked as she made her way down the stairs. Her father won't be joining her, as usual. He would have gone straight to the party from whatever earlier engagement he had.
"As ready as ever," the blonde replied, not even bothering to conceal the sarcasm that laced her voice.
As she boarded the limousine waiting for her, she distantly hoped Leon would also be there. At least with Leon around, she won't be bored.
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