To Thomas’ dismay he attended his parents party overcome with socialites he’d rather not associate with, the scent of champagne and wine waft around the grandeur area.

The party was more so a social gathering in which he stood on the sidelines looking blankly into his glass before shuffling closer to his old friend he hadn’t seen in a while, a discreet action.

“You’re brave for still coming to these events” He stated with a stoic expression. Much for a long awaited greeting.