It was one of these parties at this rate she had no idea what she was doing. The Icelander smiled but it really felt as if decorated movement, flash, flash, kiss, kiss greeting the people until she managed to get away from them. Behind the cameras, she is nearly hermit, shy. She took a non-alcoholic cocktail, checking the phone if there was any message from the nanny speaking about Lars. It seems everything is under control at home. And that voice she recognized. Damned Knox. The inconvenient guy. She tried to curve herself between some taller people as if she were walking sneakily to where this guy wouldn't see him. But her name was announced right from the mouth of the devil. ❛ Knox, darlin'! Such an honor to see you. ❜ She scrunched her nose slightly, a toothy smile plastered on her delicate features, and her dimples adorning. ❛ You look astonishing dearest. ❜ Words nearly needed a force to escape from her mouth. ( @knoxwallace )
