Over the next few minutes, people started to flow in. Lua knew absolutely nobody, and he felt very out of place. Everyone seemed to know each other, and were clearly high society. Had he still cared about public opinion, he would be feeling ashamed of his suit.
I really want to drink... Can't I just skip to 17? Lua sighed impatiently. Alcohol was a symbol for socialising, and due to this, Lua was missing one of the most important weapons in his arsenal.
Lua was about to move corners to lampoon in before he noticed someone coming from him - it was none other than the host, Artem. Next to him was a young man with a ponytail. Such fashion was very out of place in modern society, as such, Lua found it odd.
He wore a simple white shirt and black trousers. He clearly did not pay much attention to his clothing, but had a very expensive looking golden watch. He had a rather unimpressive look on his face.
