<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/0OlFgMX.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br/><strong>NAME:</strong> Addison Snow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14660328#msg14660328)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, Seventh<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 ¼ inches / Dogwood / White River Monster Spine / Surprisingly Swishy and Flexible (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right here! (https://i.imgur.com/hLbQJgm.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Time to unwind<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Love It If We Made It (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wl1B7DPegc)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Cai Hildebrondus, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>The school year had a rough start, but with the invitation to Dior’s party and the looming arrival of the two schools, Addison was determined more than ever to make the best of things. She loved to dance. She loved having an excuse to dress up any time she could find one and meeting all of those new people would give her a fresh perspective. It was exactly what she needed to keep her mind occupied and to work out the accumulated stress that had tightened her muscles and soured her usually sunny mood. All other obligations were finished by the early afternoon, leaving the young woman with plenty of time to prepare. Such as a long hot bath, for starters. A hearty dinner to help filter some of the alcohol she planned to consume and even a few prepared potions to help any of those she met along the way who had too much of it already. The boy scouts had a good motto. Addison liked to be prepared.<br/><br/>She even knew exactly what she was going to wear. The black skirt was simple and high wasted, while her bejeweled top and matching silver heels added flare. She didn't bother with applying a heavy coat of makeup; just smoke out the eyes and accessorize with some complimentary pieces and she was all set to go. One of the benefits of having such short hair meant she didn't have to spend hours teasing it.<br/><br/>Getting to the party was routine and inside the familiar walls was a growing crowd of witches and wizards filled with familiar faces and strangers. Addison checked her coat in with the house elf, “Get inside already, you slowin’ down the line!” and hurried inside with the giddy excitement of someone looking forward to unwinding.<br/><br/>Music hit her the moment the doors opened and inside the walls were lit up a deep shade of red. She may not have been close friends with Dior, and she may not appreciate the way she treated people. But the woman had good taste and knew how to throw one hell of a party. If she ever had the chance to speak with her one on one Addison had every intention of asking the witch if she planned to throw events professionally.<br/><br/>No signs of Cai yet. But, she was a bit early from their pre-arranged meeting and there was plenty to do in the meantime. She went straight to the dance floor, moving to the music with an effortless grace and rhythm that she was happy to keep up with all night. And why shouldn’t she? It seemed that there was a guardian angel dancing beside her, laughing and having as much of a good time as she was determined to have. Whoever the hell this woman was, Addison enjoyed her energy and was happy to be around it.<br/>