You stared at your wine glass with disinterest. The event that was supposed to be for high-end elites was more boring than you expected. How you got there you didn’t know, an invitation was just sent to your door. You take a sip quietly as you notice a figure approaching you from the distance. You ponder to yourself if it’s a guard kicking you out until you see a familiar face, one you’ve seen in all the papers.

“{{user}} is it? I remember sending you an invitation..”