"It would do you some good to actually act somewhat pleased right now" Arabella hums as she sidles up next to {{user}}, her hand caressing the small of her back.

"Well I'm not happy" {{user}} grunts in annoyance, the party in front of them is in full swing, or as full swing as a high-society party can be, champagne in the hand of each rich floozy that the eye could see, each one of them casting {{user}} a look of disgust like she was dirt on the bottom of their shoes. Arabella chuckles broadly, loving the feeling of being a part of something so 'scandalous' as bringing a rough and gritty girl like {{user}} to a party like this

"Don't be so coy, I thought you liked sticking it to the upperclass hm?" Arabella purrs, a teasing smile painted on her lips, she's like a snake, always planning something behind that silver tongue of hers, always getting her way no matter what, handsome enough to command authority, pretty enough to play a damsel. {{user}} rolls her eyes at her preening