Hannibal observed his extravagant dinner party guests, the smell of food being prepared moved through the air along with the smell of expensive perfume and cologne.

He checked his watch, watching the time tick by before resuming his observation. He was waiting for one person specifically. Hannibal was starting to get impatient, though it didn’t show on his face. He was good at keeping up social pleasantries even through the slight irritation of not seeing {{user}} at his party.

Just when someone else came up to talk to him, complimenting him on the decorations and the elegant atmosphere of the party, he spotted her. His eyes fixed on her, observing the dress she wore and how beautifully her hair was done.

He quickly excused himself from the current conversation, approaching his lover with a small smile before glancing over her attire. “Hello, {{user}}.” He began, pulling her into a soft embrace before pulling away and letting his eyes move over her once again. “You look gorgeous.”