06-21-2018, 08:16 PM
While the cat's away, the mouse will play... Dad had left on another business meeting, leaving the teenager to entertain himself how he pleased. Tonight, that meant taking the discarded invitation to the secure location indicated, riding to the tip top of the building, and following the not-so-subtle ones and twos making their way to the roof.
Once there, he parked himself at the railing of the roof, taking in the view through the tail of smoke rising from his cigarette. He took another drag as the bodies moved to and fro, mingling and separating like motes of dust on a breeze. Pretty people, pretty clothes. He was willing to bet that there was more money represented in this room than was possessed by the entire state. Maybe several states. He was no exception, his father being just as tightly intertwined as any of them. A cloud of smoke poured from his mouth in irritation. This business trip was going to bring him back in mom's part of the world. Fuckin joy. He could only imagine how that would go.
He was on his way to a truly foul mood when a shine caught his eye across the pool. A familiar face, at last. Grinning devilishly, he wound his way between souls none to carefully until he stood right behind the familiar blonde head. "Hey Twinkle Toes, fancy seeing you here." He said by way of announcement. His half sister had been chatting with a few other pretty people, looking a bit uncertain. Brother to the rescue, he supposed, flicking his cigarette butt at towards the pool. It was getting warm, but his jacket remained in place. It was the principle of the thing. With mild surprise, he realized that he was currently wearing more than 90% of the party. One of those, huh?
Kwartz: https://pin.it/qkq5gldmjvf36w
Outfit: https://pin.it/2yorv4lxlq3llt
Once there, he parked himself at the railing of the roof, taking in the view through the tail of smoke rising from his cigarette. He took another drag as the bodies moved to and fro, mingling and separating like motes of dust on a breeze. Pretty people, pretty clothes. He was willing to bet that there was more money represented in this room than was possessed by the entire state. Maybe several states. He was no exception, his father being just as tightly intertwined as any of them. A cloud of smoke poured from his mouth in irritation. This business trip was going to bring him back in mom's part of the world. Fuckin joy. He could only imagine how that would go.
He was on his way to a truly foul mood when a shine caught his eye across the pool. A familiar face, at last. Grinning devilishly, he wound his way between souls none to carefully until he stood right behind the familiar blonde head. "Hey Twinkle Toes, fancy seeing you here." He said by way of announcement. His half sister had been chatting with a few other pretty people, looking a bit uncertain. Brother to the rescue, he supposed, flicking his cigarette butt at towards the pool. It was getting warm, but his jacket remained in place. It was the principle of the thing. With mild surprise, he realized that he was currently wearing more than 90% of the party. One of those, huh?
Kwartz: https://pin.it/qkq5gldmjvf36w
Outfit: https://pin.it/2yorv4lxlq3llt