#orphic;event

[whichwtch]

☾ ˙ ˖ ✧   — the first thought sybill has when entering the glistening ballroom is that maybe she can get away with nicking a bottle of expensive wine. the second is that she can get absolutely shitfaced on said expensive wine. after all, sybill has a crippling suspicion this will be a long, dreary night (even more so than her usual long, dreary nights). ❝ you know, my horoscope warned me about unlikely enemies, but i hardly imagined it was talking about this goddamn dress. ❞ she says brightly, grabbing a glass of wine from a nearby tray and plucking a string from her purple dress.

[queerwolflupin]

Remus & Open Grimmauld Place - Hallway outside the ballroom

There was truly one reason why Remus showed his face and managed to maintain a cheery disposition at the ball. Okay, technically three reasons if free booze and food was included on the list. It had come down to Sirius being overly convincing and not minding the idea of seeing and learning a little more about where he was raised. While it was a particularly lackluster event as a whole, there was no denying the space was larger than anticipated.

The fingers of his right hand absentmindedly tugged at the bowtie around his neck, shifting it so it was straight once more. He wasn’t usually one for caring about his appearance but nerves had come to play this time around, leaving him overthinking almost every little thing he did.

Remus remained lost in thought, attention shifting when someone neared him. There was no masking the startled expression so he took a steadying breath and slowly exhaled through his nose. “Sorry,” He murmured. “I missed it if you said something. Too much background noise.”