jasper ainsley
the prince • #BC5454 • gala
the prince • #BC5454 • gala
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His phone buzzed slightly in his back pocket and he took it out thumbing through the sea of messages from his friends. Apparently Warner was hosting some grandeur party, but Jas had already promised his parents he would attend the gala. He hadn't figured out if it was a blessing or a curse. While he enjoyed parties, the others were becoming harder to hang out with as the days passed. Jasper found himself becoming more and more detached from their materialistic ways, and some of them had started to notice. Writing off his distance as superiority. Which, hadn't gone well at all. Regardless he was happy to attend the Charity Gala with his parents, in fact he was happy to see them at all. They were only back for a few days for the gala and after that they were both off again, his father to Chicago and his mother to Thailand. Lately they had been home maybe once every two or three weeks, his home was starting to feel rather empty.
"Jasper, it's time to leave!" His father's voice rang from the hallway. "Yeah Dad, I'll be there in a second" He looked one last time at his reflection, straightening his collar (it was a nervous habit) and walked out the door.
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As he suspected the venue was mainly filled with older, rich folk that were in cohorts with his parents. He recognized a few of them as family friends and said a few hellos here and there. After finishing his rounds he made his way over to the small bar, taking a seat near the end. "Mr. Ainsley, nice to see a familiar face". It was Joshua, the bartender that usually worked his parents events. Jasper eventually found the bar to be the most quiet place at the event, and after time had become friends with the man. "The usual?" Jasper nodded, and cracked his knuckled sightly placing his hands on the bar. After a few moments a rum and coke was shoved in his direction and Josh winked, "Just, don't tell your parents". "Thanks Josh" Jas raised his glass in thanks and took a small sip. He always survived his parents event better if he was a little tipsy. Not to mention he was feeling a little restless tonight, maybe it was the fact that he had been alone the entire week and just craved some good old fashion human interaction.