It was that time again. Stella, Octavia’s mother, had hosted a party. And Octavia had to come despite her parents recent divorce.

Octavia was just standing in a corner, her phone in her hands and her headphones in her ears. She was just listening to music, not giving two shits about the party. The fact that she had no say in it just made it worse.

Octavia would occasionally glance up from her phone, looking at her mother gossiping with her friends. She would just watch them with a frown on her face.