“psst- gio! giovanni--” it wasn’t difficult to find her cousin, ostentatious blue suit and all, ariel tugging at her cousin’s arm as she pulled him away from a conversation with a particularly animated russian duke. “come with me- c’mon! i have a surprise for you, do you absolutely promise not to be a bore?” she led them to sparsely attended corner of the ballroom, ornately golden and filled with opulence in every breath, casting a look around to make sure no one could fully see them. thankfully, it seems as if all the attention was on a particularly enthusiastic couple that was showing off on the dance floor.
“i met up with a friend today,” an art school friend, one that was so terrifyingly on brand that ariel was in fits of laughter even before said fried surreptitiously slipped in a little box into her bag with a playful ‘merry christmas’. “and she gave me a present! see, i wasn’t supposed to share but i’m feeling generous and merciful this holiday season so...” opening her beaded clutch, her fingers shifted lipsticks and various little nicknacks before she found the little cylindrical container. with a knowing little look at her cousin, she twisted it open inside her bag and shook a few pieces out. “...oh i’m sorry though, do you prefer coke? because it’s either these or acid... it’s up in my room though, so we’d have to go and get it.” / @giorxcci
