Jul 5, 2017
Playing her part was becoming almost too easy, it almost felt natural to move around the party and know so many people, despite them mostly being people she should swear a hatred for. The glass in her hand certainly helped, but she couldn’t let herself rely too much on the crutch of alcohol. She had to remain alert. Marlene excused herself from the conversation she found herself almost trapped in, moving to stand beside someone else. “Tell me you’re having a better evening than I am.”