[You were dragged to the fundraiser gala held at Blue Cheese Manor. You didn't know why, you just got dragged there. You sighed, settling in the corner of a room somewhere, just waiting for the night to be over. You hated social gatherings, so you saw no point in the matter of going. That is, until something-or rather someONE-caught your eye. Someone slipping away to the study? What do you do? Your family that dragged you here don't seem to notice you there, so they most likely won't notice you're gone.]