@infinitedcsires based on this
the gentle classical music playing through his house made the boy roll his eyes, tugging his tie loose slightly as he watched all of his father’s friends make their way into their backyard. of course, the boy was polite, shaking the hand of the people he knew and getting names from the people he didn’t remember. otto swished around his scotch as he caught the eye of his friend’s family. he made his way up to them with his father, keeping his dark eyes on the daughter as he sipped his drink while their parents caught up. “otto, why don’t you show her around? it’s been quite some time.” his father shoved his shoulder slightly, smirking to himself as he finished his drink and set it down. otto held his hand out for her to take before leading her to the upper part of the house. as they walked up the stair, otto turned to her with a smile. “why didn’t you tell me you were coming? i woulv’e did something special.” he chuckled before leaning over to peck her cheek.