#codevent004

Carlotta was starting to get used to spending important holidays alone, her husband had been away for Christmas and New Year as well as being away for Valentines day, but still there was a little part of her that had hoped this might be the one he’d use to surprise her. It was the holiday of love after all, but no such luck, of after pressing a kiss to Ivy’s tiny little head she left for the traffic light party as planned regardless. If Dylan hadn’t texted her about an hour ago to check she was still planning on coming the blonde might have bailed on the whole night, but the prospect of seeing him was too good to be missed. It would still be a good night, the former model was determined about that, clutching a tiny gift bag in her left hand as she headed into the club. It was nothing extravagant, but in the wake of the last couple of conversations the two had had, Carlotta knew she wanted to get her best friend a gift. Requesting a red band from the woman at the door she faulted for a second before asking for a second, an amber one, sliding it onto her other wrist without stopping to properly think it through. Casting her eye across the room she peered at faces until she found the one she was looking for, breaking out into a winning smile. “Dilly! Here, this is for you, I thought we could do with reminding sometimes.” @dylstarling​

Socializing was a bit difficult. No it's was almost always difficult. It was hard not knowing how to navigate a conversation to keep the other person interested. And even if that was the whole point of getting to know someone she always felt like she was failing at it no matter what. How to keep a conversation going meant talking about her interested and there is no promise that anyone else would care about her interests... it was scary, but she was doing it, or would do it... at some point in the night... There was a mixture of reds, yellows, and greens, Eva being one of the green. Did she want a relationship? Maybe? But to be perfectly honest Eva would be happy leaving the party with a new friend.

for the formality of it, harry kept his red bracelet in his back pocket, but the green one shone proudly on his wrist. he had spent the last couple of minutes making his hair look good, or better at the very least. not having to drive made the situation a lot more interesting, as harry found himself slightly intoxicated at the party. it was so odd to be in a nightclub being considerably older than the usual clientele, but man, was he having a jolly good time. the blond made his way to the bar, where he spotted a lady wearing red, with an ass to die for from the view he had. he slid in between the brunette and what appeared to be a man trying to make a move, ignoring the curse words the other spewed at him. he gave the lady a wide grin, which he quickly erased to attempt a more brooding look. “couldn’t help but notice your bracelet, miss. but your outfit caught my eye from a mile away — red suits you beautifully. can i offer to get you a drink?”