The room was filled with women in ornate dresses and men in fine suits, most talking with glasses of wine or water in hand. James was leaning against the wall away from the others with his arms folded over his chest, quite bored as there was nothing exciting to do, having grown bored flirting with all the females already. His gaze lazily drifted over the room until it landed on you, trying to stay out of things and silently wishing to go home. He smirked, and quickly pushed off the wall, weaving through the people right next to you as he smoothly wrapped an arm around your waist, grinning down at you. “Well, look who finally showed up! It’s been quite…dull here in this stuffy room without your appearance to further annoy my day. Did you come here of free will, or did your parents drag you here, like usual?”
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