@andythane
The event hasn’t even gotten into full swing yet, instead everyone is mulling around waiting for the auction to start -- browsing the items in the silent auction, socializing with old friends and neighbors, crowding the open bar. She’d lost Andy in said crowd a little while ago, having gotten caught by one of the dad’s from the pre-k group, Maddie and his daughter have been friends since their daycare days and when Andy was in prison he’d made a pass or two at her. She makes a point to ignore it, gesturing to things with her left hand and making sure to dangle the diamond on her finger in his face before she manages to finally slip away from the very long, and very boring conversation. She beelines for the bar, squeezing into an opening to get a new glass of wine before weaving her way through the crowd. She has to stop and make small talk with a few people -- it’s always at events like this where she realizes just how many people she knows -- while simultaneously looking for her husband. She finds him on the other side of the room and eyes him as he tugs at the tie around his neck, making her eyes roll slightly. But there’s a smile on her face still, one that’s been practically engraved on her face since she’d woken up that morning that has everything to do with the card he’d left her--- and yes, maybe it had made her tear up but that’s not the point. “Quit fussin’ with that,” she scolds him gently as she approaches, lifting her free hand to swat his away before straightening the tie again. “The wrinkled tie is ruining the hot James Bond look you’ve got going on,” she teases him gently, brows raising at him with a wide grin tugging up on her features.













