he wished he would be able to skip out on galas without his mother possibly having his head for not going. he just tried to please her, if though he wasn’t exactly fond of her. so, he just went to them not so willingly. his eye sight moves to look to whom is speaking to him, nodding his head, “i’m havin’ a blast, isn’t it obvious?”
taylor wasn’t exactly the perfect lady she was expected to be, everyone in manhattan knew that. she had a reputation for being a bit of a bad girl. ‘ it is, ‘ she says with a chuckle, returning her gaze to the rest of the party while polishing off what was left of her champagne. ‘ i was probably going to leave soon.. you should come, ‘ she says nonchalantly, gaze still on the party.











