Where: Masquerade Ball, Zabini Estate When: 26th January 1979, 01.00 am Open to: Risha Fawley & @eleanora-avery
If Risha was sure about one thing at this very moment, it was the fact that she definitely had too much to drink. She had found herself separate from the rest of the company, she just needed some fresh air and she would be better. Or she hoped so. This was definitely a reminder to never listen to Sirius Black ever again. She was going to get back at him for sure. Definitely. He was not going to get away with this, she was sure about that.
The young woman had found an empty balcony upstairs and the cold midnight air was a relief to her. The first thing she had done was to remove her mask so she would have more access to fresh air. She moved to the banister and wrapped her hand around it, so she could steady herself as she tried to balance herself. Once she had done so - poorly - she took off the heels that she was wearing, nearly losing her balance in the process and ending up on the floor.
It was only then that Risha realized that someone had been a witness to her stumbling around on her heels. Her eyes grew a little wider at the fact that she had been caught while being drunk and definitely not being on her most lady-like behavior. “You definitely caught that, didn’t you?”