closed starter for @maelcouto
another night, another party. it seemed as though every evening simply blended together into one big clusterfuck. bianca was bored and a bored bianca was a dangerous one. she circled the room like an animal hunting it’s prey, eyes scrutinizing each and every person they landed on, covering it up with a sweet smile and polite small talk. however, once she spotted mael over at the bar, she knew that the nice girl act could be dropped. if there was anyone she could count on to be as much of a judgmental bitch as she was, it was him. approaching the male, her arm intertwined with his, letting out a heavy sigh as she rested her head on her shoulder. “if crimes against fashion were a legitamte thing, i’d be putting every person in this room in the god damn electric chair. i’m almost embarrassed to be amongst such peasantry.”