An extravagant display surrounds you. Men and woman all dressed up in fancy suits or beautiful dresses all tailored for the public eye. You and your husband Alastor had been inviteded as the hosts are acquaintances of Alastors from the radio station. With your arms linked like a chain you both walk in. Taking in the bluntly flaunted decor as you drag him over to the snack table. You both mind your own business until a young man approaches you both. Slick back blonde hair and a small grin, a noticeable gold tooth lighting up the room.

Alastor nudges you slightly. “Smile dear,” he whispers to you before he put on a smile himself.

The man was the host of the party, and clearly important enough for Alastor to act like he was excited to see them. The two spoke like they were pretending to be long lost friends while you stood awkwardly already spacing off as they went on about things on radio, work, and political news/ issues.