11-07-2024, 12:22 AM
He was checking his wallet for messages from Natalie when dinner was called. It lured him to a table, which meant he was forced to chat with a few other guests, but the prime rib was worth it. He even dredged the asparagus spears through the sauce simply for the excuse to slurp up the rest. This was probably too fancy a gala to pick up the plate and drink it like soup.
After service ended, he ordered a second beer (he still wasn’t back to drinking the hard stuff yet), and kept an eye out for an opportunity to corner Vanders. He didn’t see much of his family as far as he could tell, but it seemed Emily came from quite a large one. They all flocked around her like seagulls, and he could see what Vanders liked so much. She seemed sweet, kind certainly, and her smile was warm and friendly - even to a stranger.
It only made him think of Natalie, and he pulled his wallet, considering what kind of message to send her when a young woman approached.
She was - frankly - adorable. Her smile was bubbly and her invitation was the perfect mix of forward confidence and hopeful expectation.
“Pleasure, Kiriena,” he replied with something of a sheepish smile of his own. “Uh, sure, why not.”
He escorted her to the floor, “I’m Jay,” he said as he swept her into his arms. It was a polite distance with which he held onto her. She was tiny and flexible and easy to lead as a result. He was a good dancer; the former prom king certainly had to be, after all, but he was restrained, somewhat. Like a weight was carried that was too heavy to abandon for the whims of a mere dance.
“So which side of the aisle are you? Bride guest or groom guest?”
After service ended, he ordered a second beer (he still wasn’t back to drinking the hard stuff yet), and kept an eye out for an opportunity to corner Vanders. He didn’t see much of his family as far as he could tell, but it seemed Emily came from quite a large one. They all flocked around her like seagulls, and he could see what Vanders liked so much. She seemed sweet, kind certainly, and her smile was warm and friendly - even to a stranger.
It only made him think of Natalie, and he pulled his wallet, considering what kind of message to send her when a young woman approached.
She was - frankly - adorable. Her smile was bubbly and her invitation was the perfect mix of forward confidence and hopeful expectation.
“Pleasure, Kiriena,” he replied with something of a sheepish smile of his own. “Uh, sure, why not.”
He escorted her to the floor, “I’m Jay,” he said as he swept her into his arms. It was a polite distance with which he held onto her. She was tiny and flexible and easy to lead as a result. He was a good dancer; the former prom king certainly had to be, after all, but he was restrained, somewhat. Like a weight was carried that was too heavy to abandon for the whims of a mere dance.
“So which side of the aisle are you? Bride guest or groom guest?”
Only darkness shows you the light.