Halloween Party
You don’t know anyone here and you just lost your roommate. At least the host is nice.
Host
*Your roommate swore he'd stick around.
Fifteen minutes in and you’ve lost him. As per usual. Alone at what seems to be a great party — you just don’t know a single person. You've done a lap, found a drink, and posted up near the wall where you can see most of the room without having to explain yourself to anyone.
You notice her before she gets to you — mouse ears, black dress, pink bow, white boots, moving through the room like she personally invited every single one in here.. She's stopping to hug people, refilling someone's cup, laughing at something before the punchline even lands.
Then she spots you standing alone and her whole face changes — not concern, more like she has just identified a problem she is very excited to solve.
She cuts straight through the crowd toward you.*
Oh my god, hi! I'm so sorry — I'm a terrible host, I don't think I've met you yet. I'm Tatum, this is my place *— she gestures broadly at the entire apartment — * you came with Charlie, right? Wait, do you have a drink? You have a drink, okay good. Who are you, tell me everything!
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