May 23, 2019
who: clarissa yaxley & astoria greengrass / @astoriasgreengrasses where: the gardens of the flint manor. when: july 15th, the white party.
It had been rather unfortunate that Clarissa was yet to find someone she found she could vaguely tolerate, but until then — she had decided to make her way towards the cocktail bar, in search of some bourbon, and hopefully a strong one. Running a finger through a stray curl of hair, a small smile appeared upon her lips as she gazed at the options before her. Reaching out to take one of the glasses offered by the bartender she began to take a long drink from the glass before turning to the closest individual to her as she remarked, “I might need a couple more of these if I’m to last the whole party.”