the only parties grayson davenport hawthorne attended were galas or other events hosted by the ultra wealthy.

he did not attend college parties. despite harvard’s party scene (shocking, for such an intellectual campus), he rarely attended. he had better things to do and better people to see.

…until he didn’t. until jameson visited and as good as dragged him out to a party, taking avery with them.

and then his brother had the gall to just disappear, sneaking off to god knows where to do god knows what. it peeved him to no end, that his brother up and disappeared, leaving him in a scene he was entirely out of his depths in.

some edm music raged around him (he much prefered classical music, the kind he could remake with his violin) and people milled about, smoking and drinking and making out.

he took a seat on the couch, the one in which he did not want to know what the numerous stains were from and reconsidered why he had let jameson convince him to come.

he couldn’t leave, he was jameson’s ride and key back to the hotel.