CLOSED STARTER FOR @missricci !
it had taken some convincing and some arm-twisting by zephyr (not literally, though he was certainly capable of it) to get parker out of his cozy, warm bed and up, reluctantly getting ready to the DAMNED masquerade ball, which seemed stupid to parker, anyway. it was just another excuse for kids to get drunk and for the university to take advantage of the wealth of stupid rich kids. himself included, now.
zephyr and lucky had been completely gone by the time parker had even returned to his dorm from a bit of a therapeutic session in the music room, which was why parker was surprised by sound of the door being thrown open. with bags drooping beneath his eyes and a wrinkled t-shirt on, parker was nowhere near ready to go, with only one of two of his dress socks on. “lena,” he remarked with a smile, peering out from his bed to greet her as best as he could. “i don’t know how or why you agreed to bring zephyr to this thing, but i can guarantee he’ll be an entertaining date.” he glanced down at the plastic bag she had with her, clearly not an accessory that matched with her outfit. “what’s with the bag?”