“ WELL I WASN’T GOING TO COME. ” stas’ replied to the person who she somehow had been roped into a conversation with, as always, not of her own doing. she kept her drink loosely in her hand, her eyes surveying the ball for a moment before she threw her long brunette locks over her shoulder with a light, content sigh. “ but then i reminded myself of who the fuck i was and decided it was for the best i honored everyone with my presence. ” she remarked. well, she wasn’t wrong. there was an aura of effortless perfection around her and when she wanted to show up somewhere, she was going to make sure it was on everybody's lips that she was there.
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