<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/db/AudreyCloseUpParty.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Audrey Thorup (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14662805#msg14662805)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fourth | Ravenclaw <br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle born <br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 ½ | Larch | Snallygaster heartstring<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/83/PartyModeAudrey.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Halls<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> But first, let me take a selfie...<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Mindless Self Indulgence - Never Wanted to Dance (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EuTpfAxkUek)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Derek | Open-ish</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>As they walked off together, Derek’s arm easily wrapping around Audrey’s slender waist, she found a cigarette girl and placed the empty tumbler glass on the flapper girl’s tray. After she wound her arm around his shoulders, Derek informed her that she owed him for the drink and Audrey seemed to swoon. “There’s so much alcohol here, I think we can fill a hot tub and no one would notice any was missing.”<br/><br/>He pulled her closer and pressed a kiss on her forehead, which made her body press into his a bit more overtly. She smiled up at him, her large eyes slowly and surely becoming less enigmatic every time she looked into his gaze. As they walked on, Derek nodded to Cai, but Audrey didn’t seem to notice or pay attention to anyone in the near vicinity. Especially not after ushering him away from Dior and whoever else she was talking to, so they could find a dark corner to occupy.<br/><br/>Audrey made a sound similar to a meow when Derek pulled her closer still, both arms wrapped around her so that his digits rested against the dip of her hip bone. The noise was clearly supposed to be suggestive and not random. Though with Audrey it may have been difficult to tell, at times. He revealed that his bedroom had been turned into what sounded like a pleasure palace, instead of his actual room. Her wide eyes blinked a few times. “Wait, what?”<br/><br/>He offered to let her see it, much to her relief. Curiosity had simply overwhelmed her at that moment. She had to see it. “Um, yeah.” She nodded, her voice sounding sardonic even without a reason for it to. They shuffled along the hallway together, her arm sliding down his back, fingers clutching onto his shirt a little bit. While they moved, he questioned her dress. “Because I stole it from there.” She said seriously, looking as mischevious as an imp.<br/><br/>His following question left her slightly stunned, though she had to try and play it off as best as she could. Before she could get her reply out, though, Derek swooped in to interrupt, pressing his lips against hers just as hers parted to speak. “Mmf-” Her lips vibrated against his, words buried, at least temporarily. At least, until they had to part for air.<br/><br/>“Only one way to find out if it does,” she remarked, trying to play the part of a seductress. “I like your shirt, too. It reminds me of that Vine. When life gives you lemons!” She did an impression of the disheveled guy pouring the box of Life cereal out, only to reveal several heavy lemons as they fell into his bowl. She even made her voice crack! Drawing a bit closer, she moved her hand from around him, to his front, tracing at something on his chest.<br/><br/>“Are these supposed to be lips… or leaves?” She asked, her brow perking as if she had just launched an investigation. “And if lips, are they mouth lips or… pussy lips?” She questioned, leaning in a little closer to him, only to reach out blindly behind her and pull the door open. She almost fell inside but caught herself just in time. Turning to take a long look at the room, Audrey quirked a brow. “Okay, seriously, though. How is this your bedroom? Why did Dior change it?”<br/><br/>She gave him a suspicious look. “Do you guys just host orgies here, or something?”