Today happened to be her last morning shift before she switched back to evenings serving at the diner. Liv found herself staring at the invitation and had to give a little laugh, did she even own formal attire? The mere thought of her even being there and pretending to be interested in the items for auction.
Instead, she tossed the flyer to the side of her dresser before opening up her small closet. Pushing and pulling the pieces of fabric along to view what she had, she would begin to pull some off of the rack entirely and view it. This was all before deciding it was not the right outfit for her.
A couple of hours passed, and Liv actually ended up sitting on the bathroom counter in her apartment as she applied makeup. She had finished with the basics but was working on her eyes carefully. Her mouth agape and her hand struggling to stay still for five seconds, she finally finished her look.
Her red locks moved to the side as she looked over to her dog sitting in the bathroom doorway. “I feel utterly stupid, Noodles.” but it wasn’t as if her dog could talk to reassure her.
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Liv had been walking from her apartment to city hall. She could see the flock of people and took a deep breath in. She could do this, she could be around people today. She had on a dark green dress with a slight V cut on the top and spaghetti straps. Her hair was neatly done with her bright tussles of hair falling against her back.
She was curious if any of the guys from the diner would be attending, as she walked up the stone steps, her heels clicking against the cement and before she knew it she was greeted at the door.
Her eyes glanced around the room, before noting that her boss, Ben Thompson was there. She walked up to him and figured if she was going to ease into a night of being out, it could start with some light prodding and insistent nags to her boss.
“Benny boo, I didn’t expect you to show up and you look quite dapper if I do say so myself,” Liv said trying to tempt the angered beast within to come out. She was always ready for there to be a show she didn’t have to hear about the next morning and it involved herself.
As she waited for him to reply she did happen to look at what she was given upon entering, a number she had to use to bid under. For the rest of the night, she would be known to the auction as #190.
“Do you know if they have liquor, or do you have any stashed on you, perchance?” she spoke quietly on the second part as her eyes watched the rest of the room and looked back to him.
The brunette finished up at work by 5:00 pm, which left very little time for her to get ready, unfortunately. Before she left work she had done her hair in the bathroom and just reapplied some essentials from her makeup. It meant all she needed to do was get home so she could change and order a ride to the city hall. She would drive, but she didn’t want to end up leaving her car there if she had any drinks at all.
Her dress was black and strapless, but after the waist, the dark black slowly faded and turned into gradients of purples, peaches, and whites. Her heels were a simple low heel with a bit more support and black. They had a strap that went across the top of her foot and when clicking against the floors made a more of a hollow sound.
When she walked up to the entrance she was greeted by Mrs. Picket, “Thank you so much for inviting me, Mrs. Picket, it is an absolute honor to be a part of this event tonight.” Liana said in the sincerest of ways while her hand was held in between Mrs. Picket’s. “No, thank you dear for coming. Donations are in the form of a silent auction, you can take a look whenever you have a spare moment.” and with that Liana nodded and walked off.
She observed who was here so far. She could see Adrien and Liesl getting close and viewing auction items, and then her head turned back towards the bar where she got a classic vodka cran with no ice.
Putting coins in the tip jar she sipped on her drink as she headed over to the auction tables. She was caught staring at the blonde in a silver dress that seemed to catch the lighting of the room and magical ways and reflecting on other surfaces. She was absolutely radiant.
As the brunette got closer, she realized it was no other than Lorelei. Liana walked up to where the other girl was and stared at the object she was observing. “A swan’s feather?” She asked with a smile and looked down to observe some of the other items.