closed for @ramonachiltern . location ; ahsok’s summer bash . time ; 10:23 pm .
the rim of a velvet-y green hat in one hand , a drink in the other. the hat, it’s tall and obnoxious and is constantly falling over her eyes , which explains why it came off the second her wife became distracted by friends. "you can thank your mom for this." she lifts the hat with little effort , embarrassed by it even in front of her daughter. then , there was a lot of history between mother & daughter that factored in too. jiha takes a drink.
there wasn't a year in her life that she's missed one of these things , even as the town’s population became more dense , even if ahsok’s themes got worse & worse. jiha would sleep blissfully through , had it not been for her mother growing up , and now for her wife. this year could have been different with the latest murder. it most certainly had to be on everyone’s minds. but foolish , she thinks. bad things don’t happen at parties with crowds like the summer bash’s ; it’s all she could think to drag herself out of the car. but let’s be real , jiha’s grown fond of the company ( and the food ) as the years went on.