This was not how he wanted the hours before the party to go. Sidestepping countless humans who were running about in a hurried frenzy to make sure all was done. He didn’t fault them this and if things were not done correctly, he would be sure to say something.
But this was suffocating.
After receiving word that Allison was in the parlor (yes, the home still had the original parlor), that’s the direction in which he headed. He pushed open the double doors, already loosening his tie as he walked through them.
“Allison, there are entirely too many people in this house, mainly those that are not even supposed to be here yet like a certain--” Parker paused, steely blue eyes settling on each person in the room who was not Allison before his eyes finally found her, his eyes asking questions his lips refused to form.
“--good afternoon everyone. Hey Michael.” he said, not missing the snort of--disgust?--that came from Kaygen who was situated in the corner of the room, looking as agitated as Parker felt. Parker stepped further inside, accepting the arms about his waist as the boy darted from his place next to Rich, who was next to offer a hug, one that Parker returned awkwardly as if it was a new action for him. “Richard, I trust your flight was well?” he asked, a ghost of a smile playing on his face.
“Ah, a flight’s a flight--it’s really more about the destination.” Rich said with a laugh as he moved back over to the couch to practically drag the young woman with him along until they both in front of Parker.
“Parker, this is Piper. Piper, my big brother Parker Steven Grant.”
Parker’s lips fell into a thin line as he dipped his head and offered a hand. “Parker will be just fine. It’s nice to meet you, Piper.” perfect. Dozens of people in his home and now introductions. This was exactly what he wanted to deal with.
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