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[color=lightgray][color=E77298]Time:[/color] Morning
[color=E77298]Location:[/color] Drakes Birthday Party
[color=E77298]Attire:[/color][url=https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/i/ef4a7318-2b84-41b7-b895-2d56e0537a70/di24out-ec5148fa-4ec2-40bf-b8de-37543f983682.jpg]Dress[/url]
[color=E77298]Interaction:[/color] [@Lava Alckon] Farim/Drake, [@FunnyGuy] Lorenzo [@CitrusArms] Stratya
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After speaking with Callum, Anastasia returned to her room to prepare. She and Drake had never been particularly close, their personalities as different as night and day. Still, everyone in Sorian knew of the Lord’s fondness for green. With that in mind, she chose a pastel green off-shoulder gown, its bodice and skirt adorned with intricate floral embroidery. The delicate green was complemented by soft pink and rose accents. In her haste, she let her ashen blonde hair fall naturally down her back, though she did take a moment to pin one of the flowers from her dress into her hair.

Soon after, she found herself at Farim’s door in the guesthouse. Not in the mood to be alone, she especially missed the comfort of Farim’s company—he was always happy to see her. Without hesitation, she knocked on his door and impulsively invited him to the party. Thankfully, he agreed.

After a brief carriage ride, they arrived at the event. A group of well-dressed servants followed behind, each carrying large, elegantly wrapped gift boxes. The boxes were wrapped in deep green paper and tied with satin ribbons. The servants handled the boxes with care, though they stumbled under the weight of the gifts.

As Anatasia entered the backyard party, she approached the birthday boy first, while her servants carefully placed the gifts on the designated table. It was probably at that moment that Drake Edwards would have noticed the fluffy, mildly unclean cat in her arms.

[color=E77298] “Yoohoo! Happy birthday Drakey!” [/color] 

Without much grace, she held out an orange cat with wide eyes toward Drake. [color=E77298] “ I got you lots of gifts but this one I wanted to personally present you—Jimmy! I saw him on the side of the road on the way here and thought that you just had to have him! He’s magnificent!” [/color]

She let the surprisingly calm feline plop onto the table before he could speak, then she haphazardly whirled around to gaze upon the group next to them.

 The Edwards, the Damiens, Duke Vikena and Captain Banana Muffins. 

[color=E77298]“ Hi everyone! Wow Lorenzo nice pink suit!“ [/color] 

Finally she turned her attention back to Farim, [color=E77298] “I am ready to find a table when you are, cutie.” [/color]

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