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atticus benjamin lupescu ’s valentine’s day ball outfit
Atticus had tried his hardest to distance himself from formal gatherings over the past few years with fairly notable success - with that being said, there were still certain events he couldn’t exempt himself from, and the Summit’s Valentine Royal Ball was one of them. “I’d forgotten how interesting these events are,” he stated half-heartedly, aware that someone had approached to his left. “I can’t be the only one trying to figure out when I can properly disappear without being noticed, right?”
ophelia thrived at royal events. she could fit herself perfectly into the role she was raised to play, charming and networking royals from all over. she loved being royalty, but schmoozing at things like this was one of her favorite things about it. she treated it like a game. the princess gave the person beside her a dazzling smile, “i love your outfit. i’d put you in the top five of my best dressed list for sure.” it didn’t matter if she actually liked their outfit, but she knew opening with a compliment usually worked to get a conversation started- and to get on someone’s good side.
as usual, atticus was trying to find a way to slip out of the ball early. he went, because it was mandatory, and wore the ridiculously expensive suits he was supposed to, but he always tried to leave early even after showing up late. however he was stopped by a fellow royal commenting on his attire; knowing how such encounters work he decided to nod politely at her words. “ thank you, your dress is quite stunning. ” he stated as he looked at the others outfit. should he stay or should he leave? that was the question.
‘ are they … really gonna only play those old fashioned ballroom dance music all night ? ’ daniella questioned, sipping on … whatever it was. maybe she should have questioned it before just picking up a drink from a tray but she couldn’t be bothered now. ‘ like, not even a bit of a thousand years or whatever ? i’m not even asking for pop but i don’t think i can stand four hours of … that. ’
“i hope they don’t, how is one supposed to dance the night away with such music?” Atticus replied but also questioning the organizers music choice. he wasn’t a big fan of balls, however he always tried to at least enjoy the live music but to be very frank - even the music was putting him off. “we can always request a genre change, maybe something for up lifting.”
Sometimes I wish I wasn’t as intelligent as I am. Because I can’t live in blissful ignorance like others. I can’t ignore the problems around me. I can’t live in peace knowing the type of world we live in. And the type of people that surround us. I can’t. I just can’t.
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