the looks were unsurprising, she had been long accustomed to such things, but clad in black whilst surrounded by white and gold seemed poetically fitting. with a roll of her eyes she brought her glass to her lips, taking a large swig of the drink as someone announced yet another dance was starting.
kate walks up , signaling another drink order from the bartender . she turns , back facing the bar top as elbows are propped up against it . “ you’d think that for a ball , they wouldn’t need to announce anytime a dance is starting . ”











