Deloise walked around her party with a half-emptied glass of wine. People casually introduced themselves to her and she tried her best to be as welcoming as possible. She took pictures with supposed big shots in the industry, kudos to Doris, but she grew tired and worried as time passed.
She found her way to the balcony for some air, only to meet Aaron, standing by the railing with a glass of his own. Subtly, she turned around, but was stopped by his voice.
“Tired already?” He turned around, “It’s written all over your face.”
She walked towards him, “What are you doing out here, and alone?”
“I could ask you the same.” He remarked with raised brows and took a sip of his drink. “I don’t feel too welcoming, whereas, you have no excuse.”
“Don’t stay out too long.” Deloise made her way back, and Aaron smiled.
“A penny for your thoughts?”
Deloise stilled at his words. She wondered if everyone saw through her act.
