Lol. I S H O U L D be doing homework, and I know I'm going to regret this later, but this is the first roleplay spot for Upper East Side(:
Semi-formal parties are frequent here in New York. Socialites rub elbows with celebs, and common folk aren't aloud to these parties.
The high school socialites are typically invited along with their parents- but lots of things happen upstairs, while the elders are of course, down. Tonight the party is at Kirsten's penthouse, her parents are hosting.
You, of course, are invited.
Women- Cocktail dresses, heels
Men- Suit tops and slacks
1O:3O sharp. Be there.
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As I finish my quick snack of carrot sticks and celery, my phone buzzes, a text from last night's fling.
"Hey babe, it was amazing last night, want to meet up again?" It reads. As if.
"One night stand means O N E night," I think.
Then I check the time. 9:OO. I have an hour and a half to get ready for the party my parents are throwing.
I push my plate towards the kitchen, where my maid, Marta, is waiting, I hand the half eaten sticks of celery and carrots to her, and bounce up the metal, winding stairs, into my room.
I throw on the light, and step into my closet where I pick out a highly revealing low-v dress, peep toe Louboutins, and a Michael Kors necklace.
Then I head to my bathroom, where I flawlessly apply makeup.
1O:15. I text my friends, anxious for them to arrive.
To;; Hannah, Amber
What's up my bi.tches? Party starts in 15. Be here. I've got boys lined up for each of you.
I send with a flourish, then I wait.
(Comment below what boy charries you want to have flings / date what girlss♥)