<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatleft">(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc255/Skittle_Kitten_Plur/tumblr_nbpr2ocZzt1sc34w0o1_500-Copy_zps8ee7ef7a.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Olivia Rian Carter<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Parker Commons - Party<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> N/A<br/><strong>Content:</strong> Observing - content &amp; quiet (for now) - mild language <br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>  Voodoo Burlesque (http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc255/Skittle_Kitten_Plur/bd9dbe69cfc6a97a2d9442d14a1d3b8d-Copy_zpse26433f0.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/>Olivia turned to the side, staring at her figured in her mirror. She wanted to be sure she looked just right, seeing as though this was her first "party" since moving to Chicago. Her life had been so busy with dance gig after dance gig, that she hardly had enough time to mingle and get to know the people of the windy city. Olivia smiled - content with her final result. She had taken extra time to get her makeup just right and her costume, which she made by hand, flawless. Turning to face herself front wards, she took in a deep breath before letting it go loudly. Shaking her arms she leaned up staring at the ceiling and then back forward again. "Alrighty Rian...get yourself together its just a little mingle party." Normally she wouldn't find herself feeling so nervous about meeting new people, but she often felt that people on this side of the country were a little different from her San Francisco crowd. Grabbing her keys and I.D. she quickly walked out the front door, closing it behind her before locking it tightly.<br/><br/>The hallway seemed longer than normal - maybe it was just her nerves. She closed her eyes as she stopped for a moment to catch her composure. Olivia decided to take the stairs down the apartment building in order to give herself enough time to get over her childish nerves. Once reaching the bottom she could hear music playing from a short distance and voices chattering intertwined with one another. <em>"Please, gods of olympus - let me get through this night, maybe make a couple of friends. I hope I didn't forget something. I hope I don't say anything stupid."</em> Her thoughts were all over the place, giving her time enough to be distracted as she found herself right in the middle of the party. <br/><br/>Looking around she was amazed at the turn out and how chill everyone seemed to be. Or maybe it was just her. "Holy blue balls, its cold as shit out here." granted she was a Bay Area girl, she would've never thought to walk outside during the night in barely anything and expect it to be warm. It was no different here either. She noticed that a majority of the food was provided by the residents and at this moment she felt stupid to the core. "Oh goddamnit...I left my eggrolls at home." Olivia had a knack for cooking ethnic foods and especially loved making homemade mini shrimp eggolls and sweet &amp; sour sauce. Shaking her head gently she walked over to the table grabbing a few cutely decorated cookies, taking a bite and watching the crowd.<br/><br/>Eventually, she would talk to someone...eventually.</div>