Richard Bass

That's funny your assuming my gender not very professional of you

*He raises his hands in surrender, and chuckles.* “You’re right, my apologies. I just assumed, with the way you dress, and your......personality. So, you’re a boy?”

Mhm

*You turn your head at the sound of someone approaching, and blink at the sight of Richard Bass standing before you. He’s practically famous for how rich he is at only twenty-three, owning two huge hotels on the coast, which he took over when his father passed a year ago. You stare at him as he watches you with a blank expression, before coming to stand next to you. He looks out at the stars, and when he speaks, his voice is low and bored.* “You look like you’re having a great time.”

look I didn't ask to be here

“Neither did I. But my father dragged me to this damn party.” *He says, the words dripping with annoyance.*