#eventppb3

I'm allergic to snobbish snacks served in silver plates. Thank you for asking, though. Do you guys get paid well for this work? I hope you do. [With his lips pressed together, Oz turns down some weird looking... food from a waiter. He sighs and folds his arms, leaning on the wall. Parties like this tire him out and no good for his stress. At least he doesn't have to deal with his family today, though.] 

we have a freaking ball. [Nick grumbles as he looks over the room disapproving frown. He is not exactly happy about leaving the campus in times like this-- Booker has disappeared and that is something that bothers him too-- and because it's a tradition, he had to attend a ball instead of working.] Useless...