<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/22/df/b7/22dfb7e23e6c91f1e31019e354bdd14d.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kasey Esposito/Aurora Parisi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=324267.msg15599933#msg15599933)<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Richter (Not yet known)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March 1st, 2050 | 8pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cole Bennett's Mansion<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Xander<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Getting angry and trying to stay calm<br/><hr/><br/>Kasey<em>did </em>just vanish from school one day. Her mother died and she tried to move on and keep going to school, but she only lasted a few days at best. A few days of true, utter solitude. No parents, no friends, and no one to talk to. The only person she thought to finally turn to for some help, some words of wisdom, something, was Xander. And he, like always, was unavailable. He was never alone, always surrounded by friends, and now here he was, finally noticing her when she just wanted to get away from him. Why hadn't he noticed her then when she was waiting in the background for him to finally be alone so she could approach him? Why hadn't he made the effort after she<em>disappeared</em>to look her up and figure out where she had gone? Why was it so important for him, now, to follow her around when they hadn't spoken more than a few words in school?<br/><br/><em>'I feel like she's mad at me for some unfathomable reason.'</em><br/><br/>There it was. Of course. It was about him. Xander and his perfect life. Xander and all his friends. He couldn't possibly have anyone who doesn't like him because he's just the greatest. That's what it was. This wasn't about her or who she was, it was about him and her acting like she didn't know him. Poor Xander fucking Shadmore, finally meeting someone who didn't immediately swoon at his fucking existence. She needed to get outside before she blew up on him in the middle of this party and ruined her reputation. She wasn't going to let anyone,<strong>especially him</strong>, ruin everything she had built for herself, no matter how shitty of an existence it was.<br/><br/>She closed the patio door behind her and walked away from it, out to the end of the patio to cool down in the cool night air. She'd lucked out that the party hadn't made it outside quite yet. Her luck didn't last long, though, as she heard the door slide open behind her, followed by who else but Xander fucking Shadmore? His voice and that cheeky remark of his struck the back of her neck like a hot pin. Her teeth clenched for a moment and she took a breath before finally turning to face him, leaning against the stone wall that partially surrounded the patio.<br/><br/>"I'm fine, thanks," she replied somewhat coldly to his offer before watching him speak, letting him get it all out before she tugged the bottom of her already short dress up slightly, exposing the bottom of a thin, matte black cardholder. She tugged it free of her black garter and opened it, taking out a business card and handing it over, between her index and middle finger. The card was simple: Matte black background with metallic gold text. The only information it had was her name (Aurora Parisi) on the front and her phone number and website on the back. No details as to what she did. Just a simple card.<br/><br/>"My name's Aurora. Not Kasey," she told him again, hoping that seeing her name on her business card would suffice. Hopefully he'd recognize that he may be misremembering what she looked like or take her for her word. "And if you didn't even talk to this Kasey girl in school, what makes you think that she'd want to talk to you now?" she asked, her professionalism slipping. There was just something about him that threw her off-kilter. She was usually so controlled when it came to work, but he tested her resolve.