Stepping out of the ball room area and into a quiet hallway, Tatiana couldn’t help the annoyed huff of breath that left her lips. She hated this, the whole pretending to be supportive of the Isle kids all because they wanted to save face. It was a joke in her eyes, and she felt herself suffocating in the fake air that surrounded her inside the grand area the party was held. This wasn’t a VK party, luckily she had a flask tucked in the side of her black heeled boot. Kneeling down, she screwed off the cap before glancing up as she heard the door open to reveal another body, only smirking at the person who joined her while she brought the flask to her lips. “If I spent another second in there, I was going to scream...but a little hooch really does take the edge off. Care for a sip? Promise it’s harmless, or, as harmless as alcohol can be.”
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