CLOSED STARTER: @audrasmythe LOCATION: gotham hall fundraiser gala
Perhaps the first person he’d been genuinely excited to see all night. As soon as Audra enters his line of view David heads straight for her, encircling her in a tight hug – quite a difference from the formal handshakes and pats on the back that he’s been doling out all night. “She lives,” he laughs into her hair, pulling back to give Audra a wide smile. “And you look gorgeous. I know we said we’d catch up tonight, but I don’t have much time before Julian goes on again– ” he’s already looking at his watch as the words leave his lips. “What did you think of his first speech? Good? Awful?” In the comfort of her presence David can already feel his exhaustion threatening to creep back, like a stranded swimmer passing out as soon as he heaves himself onto a lifeboat. He waves Audra over to his table, farther out of the public eye, and plops down onto a chair. “Christ, I hate wearing bow ties – but do I look handsome, or what?”