// open. int. atrium - night. 23 dec 2022
Another year another obnoxiously lavish party at the Wexley. If Ashton had any other excuse to be anywhere else, he'd take it. But the flights home were too expensive and he had work to do on his thesis right up till Christmas, even if the university was technically on break, the campus was still filled with students for one reason or another. Ashton had came back from the campus, having the party slip out of his mind and instead of actively avoiding it, he unconsciously walked right into it. Getting caught in the crowd at the entrance and giving in once the announcements were made and the food and drinks were flowing.
"I could use next month's rent for something else then.." Ashton murmured to himself as a sat alone on a couch in a quieter corner of the Atrium, a mulled wine in one hand and another flipping through his monthly expenses on his phone. The books he had borrowed from the school library and brought home acted as his arm rest. He only looked up when he heard someone approaching, and he raised his glass as a small greeting. "The Wexleys are feeling charitable this year, huh?"
