Evie did something that not even Katherine did. She actually straightened the brunette's hair. Once they had left the hospice and Katherine confirmed with her father that his former associate was dead, it didn't take long to get to the blonde's apartment nor did too long for Katherine to figure out that her friend definitely had planned on convincing her to attend the costume party. As soon as they arrived in Evie's two-bedroom apartment, Katherine was shoved into the guest bedroom where a rather interesting costume awaited her. A quick shower and lather of a shimmering lotion later, and she was donning the Egyptian get-up, the iridescent blue-green melding into gold. It was revealing, something Katherine appreciated, but so intricate and unique that she had to thank the fact that her best friend was studying fashion.
"A-ha! I knew it would fit!" Evie exclaimed as she entered the bedroom in a Gypsy costume. Her blonde hair was gathered at the back of her head loosely and she was in the middle of sliding on gold bracelets for both of her wrists. Katherine smirked. "Leave it to you to put so much work into one costume party." Evelyn only tossed Katherine her own smirk, pulling out a flat-iron from one of the dressers. "And leave it to you to act like you're not excited about tonight." And, naturally, she was correct in that assessment. In a sexy ensemble and about to get her hair and make-up done, Katherine did feel better than earlier. She needed that drink still, but more than that, she wanted a little fun.
Fifteen minutes later, both girls were pulling into the large estate with Evie letting Katherine 'play' with her mask in case the guards they had to pass recognized her. They didn't and the girls parked where their own group was waiting for them. Of course, despite not being inside the estate yet, Katherine already knew that she wouldn't be too impressed with the costumes. Every year, people dressed up in the same, boring and rather uncreative ensembles seen on Ebay or in shops. That was what made her parties different from the Montanes, she mused arrogantly. Sure, lavish and flashy parties were always a hit, but so were themes and Katherine was known for her themes. However, this wasn't her party. This was her father's enemy's household and she couldn't concentrate on how unimpressed she wanted to be with the beautiful fountain. This was a party and she was going to enjoy herself. Particularly with the champagne glass she nabbed as they headed around to the backyard where the majority of the guests were.
"I'm guessing this is the part where you abandon me," Evie joked and Katherine only smiled rather innocently, slinking between their friends and away from them. She heard her friend, though, when she stage-whispered, "No pranks!" The only thing she offered was a wave of her hand and fell in line with a crowd of dancers, sipping on her drink and eyeing the festivities.
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S E B A S T I A N ~ Q U E E N
"Just ten more minutes."
Outfit
Location || Airborne
IPod || Who Are You Really? by Mikky Ekko
Mood || Even more aggravted
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S E B A S T I A N ~ Q U E E N
"Just ten more minutes."
Outfit
Location || Airborne
IPod || Who Are You Really? by Mikky Ekko
Mood || Even more aggravted
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Thirty minutes passed in a blur for Sebastian. He had already text his sister again, considerably curious about the mysterious date she was on for the night since he had not been aware of it in the final process of packing. Of course, her being Charlotte consisted of her keeping that little fact to herself. Which wasn't something Sebastian felt entitled to, but he was worried. His sister tended to date some unimpressive guys and Sebastian liked reminding her toys that he had guns all over that house and that both siblings were pretty damn good shots. However, he didn't have the opportunity to go into his typical tirades. First class was called for boarding and he had to go.
A few minutes later and he was in a window seat and the plane was lifting off of the ground, forcing Sebastian to grit his teeth. No matter what he did, there was always that pressure building in his ears and he had to clench and unclench his hands to get through the sensation. It didn't help that there was a bit of turbulence considering the rain that had pelted his car on the way to the airport and the fact that a thunderstorm was on its way to their area.
"Not much for flying, huh?" The woman beside him inquired upon seeing his expression and Sebastian forced himself to relax his tense frame. He hummed in agreement. "Something like that." Silence stretched between the duo and Sebastian concentrated his gaze out the window. He was not antisocial, that much he had established. At this time in the evening and about to work on a case such as this one, however, he was not in the mood to make friends. He just wanted to get to his location, dig up some dirt and meet with his partner, and then get something to eat and sleep. A drink would do him good too. However, it didn't seem like his seat partner felt that sentiment for she eyed him a moment longer than the back of his head would have preferred before leaning over to say lowly, "I'm Sarah. And you?" Uninterested, was the initial response echoing in his mind, but Sebastian bit his tongue to keep it from coming out. She didn't have to move that close, brush her fingers against his or even speak in that tone. But she did and Sebastian felt too uncomfortable.
Just ten more minutes. And then he could sneak off to the restroom.