Ugh...socials.

This is the third one this month that Velvet has forced him into. It isn't that he doesn't like bringing his pristine and fabulous self to be seen and adored by upper class folk, it's just that they are all the same. It's getting tiresome. And with this one being a "masked gala", it's just unamusing and he can't see anyone's faces.

"Hmm..." Swirling his drink in the far corner after pulling away from idle chatter, he lets out a long, bored sigh.