As of lately, the sudo-socialite, or whatever this town called her, train-wreck, drug-addict, what-have-you, had often been quite antisocial. She kept to herself, went out only when it was necessary and found her days better spent reading books, and attending her classes. She traveled from A to B and that was all she had seen as a necessity, reaping very little public attention as she created a posh, pristine outlook for herself. She knew she was more than the woman this world plagued her to be, however people tended to enjoy pushing people down for the benefit of their own insight, never seeing past their own jollies, thinking it quite amazing of them that they could belittle and demean the character of others whilst deep down they were nothing but scum themselves. It was a hypocritical nature that Jenifer had long since grown used to, however, it did not mean she had to tolerate it, and thus she didn't. Keeping to herself was often the better half of the scenario. What little the public eye could make of her, the better.
But tonight? The sober young twenty-something year old wanted to have a visit with old friends. It was risky, attending the birthday party of an old colleague at a public pub, what with the alcohol at their disposal, but she had succumb to the terms of her livelihood. She knew how to keep herself from stepping over her bounds and becoming inebriated only to stumble back into old habit. She wasn't about to enable that to take place. Instead she was there, dressed to the nines in a lovely little black number, her hair sleek and yet choppy, her makeup refined and delicate, peach stained cheeks and neon pink lips, she looked the proper part of this society.
She hadn't anticipated to see Nate present, and thus when he spun her around and embraced her, her brows shot straight up, but she embraced him before making a face, scrunching her nose and all.
"Trouble? Why I have no idea what you are speaking of, kind sir!" She teased with a light laugh.
Her lips then curled into a light "O" at his encouragement to know more about this mystery man. How he knew was beyond her...they say that love makes you glow, blah blah blah, but she hadn't really realized anyone had taken notice, she thought she'd been more careful than that.
Furrowing her brow, she canted her head attempting to play dumb.
"Who is...who?" She asked in return, evening out her creased forehead with an innocent gleam. She took note of his expression and sighed, brushing her lips together as she quirked a brow.
"Alright, what do you think that you know, Z?" She snickered, making the 'Z' as obvious as she possibly could, knowing he would take clear notice of the familiar nickname pegged to him by a certain Italian.
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