[center][color=seagreen][h1]Drake[/h1]
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[color=greenyellow][b]Attire:[/b][/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/MzbZEo0.png]Black/Green Coat[/url], Black Dress Pants, and Black Shoes
[color=greenyellow][b]Time:[/b][/color][color=seagreen] Morning of the 25th[/color] 
[color=greenyellow][b]Location:[/b][/color][color=seagreen] Edwards Estate[/color]
[color=greenyellow][b]Mentions:[/b][/color][color=seagreen] Victoria, Callum [@helo], and Ariella [@tpartywithzombi][/color][/color]

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A lot had happened in such a short time. To Drake, the world simply dimmed as his senses dulled and the dizziness took him over - some would call this “the spins”. He would call it the weight of the anxiety or the performance taking over his motor skills - but this is an argument for another time.

While he gathered himself, the berating and shouting had been a slight buzz in his ear. He had however heard the biting comments from his mother - they held some truth, but she could have at least phrased it better. It was his birthday after all. 

Drake stood on his own and brushed any grass or dirt off - taking a moment to fluff his hair and with that all-to-charismatic smile he held both his hands aloft ar everyone speaking to ask for a moment of silence. Once the pause we poignant enough - Drake said his piece. 

[color=greenyellow]”What a way to conclude a performance, am I right? I am sorry to frighten you all so much - you see I’ve been worrying about that performance all bloody week and I fear my jitters finally got the better of me at the end. But I assure you I am well! Just as all of us Edwards do, we handle such hiccups with elegance and grace.”[/color]

He gave his coat jacket another purposeful fluff and turned to his mother. [color=greenyellow]”Hors d'oeuvres sound lovely! I am rather famished too. Perhaps not the best idea to perform on an empty stomach - but I wanted to give Sorian a real proper recital.”[/color] He waved to everyone around, giving a proper non-addled bow this time. The man then let the crowd return to whatever conversations they may have had and turned on his heel to face Victoria. [color=greenyellow]”Such little faith, mother. I’ve had a five scotch breakfast and still gave a speech at that charity event last month but today I suddenly can’t hold my liquor in?”[/color] He chuckled and gave a slight wag of his finger [color=greenyellow]”I promise tis not the booze that made me fall. I’ve just been so very nervous about today. So please refrain from all this…yelling…”[/color] He shot his mom a look like that of a begging puppy for a moment - something only she and Ariella would really recognize.

Then he turned his attention to the young prince and his sister. [color=greenyellow]”You two! I am glad I caught you both. Would you both perhaps like to share a….”[/color] He paused as he likely felt the scowl of his mother as he suggested his. [color=greenyellow]”Liiiighter beverage over by the bar? I ought to thank you for coming to my aid Prince Callum - and I have been meaning to catch up with the two of you.”[/color] Drake motioned to the bar for them to continue if the two of them wished. Once his mother finished berating, lecturing, or chastising the trio - he would guide any interested parties over.

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