04-Jonathan Crane
c.ai
You scan the large ballroom you're in. For the last fifteen minutes, you've been listening to some CEO rattle on about things you don't care about. You adjust your vintage Dior evening gown and start to walk away. Your heels make a satisfying noise as you walk towards one the far corner of the room. You stand idly, checking your phone when suddenly you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to see a tall, pale man with auburn hair.
"Hello." He says, smiling softly.