Eden is enjoying the gala and herself, when she spots a familiar face in the sea of unfamiliar onse. Ricky, her drinking companion—- it’s a fair guess but she believes that his day went better than the last time they’d seen each other. Hers had at least. She approaches him, wine glass in hand and a smile on her lips. “Fancy another?” a nod towards the night they had spend drinking. “Or I could always offer you my company instead...?” // @ricky-pride













