<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/78/e8/1c/78e81c239dea1f3c6ffbfdb6187d4872.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Autumn Lanche (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13846241#msg13846241)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This outfit (https://i.imgur.com/PM9GIZX.jpg) (not wearing name tag)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hilton Hotel Ballroom | Table<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ashleigh, and the others at the table... mostly (Open)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Autumn gave a powerful side eye to Ashleigh as she drew attention to her, after slipping into the empty seat beside her. “Greetings,” she droned out in a monotonous, alien voice, about to mention something about coming in peace before Ashleigh pulled her in for a hug against her will.<br/><br/>“Uugh, ew,” her cheek pressed against Ashleigh’s by sheer force of the stronger girl’s arm. She was introduced as Ashleigh’s sexbot, which made her suddenly want to shift into her best impression of one for the rest of the night. With her body still forcefully pressed against Ashleigh’s, Autumn raised a hand to pry herself away, her hand grasping a handful of Ashleigh’s boob before she pulled free.<br/><br/>Some other chatter was going on, chatter that Autumn wasn’t paying attention to because she wasn’t a part of it. At least, she would remain out of it, until there was a perfect moment to interject with something delightfully weird. Ashleigh finished some conversation from before Autumn had arrived, and a guy who she thought had just made a toast, was looking at her.<br/><br/>Autumn, surprisingly, and not Ashleigh.<br/><br/>“Yo, yo.” She responded, as Katie - from back at the bar - filled Ashleigh in on the fact that his name was Xander, not Scott. Or whoever she had mistaken him for. “How rude of you,” she scoffed at her friend beside her, eyeing her with wide eyes as she took back her drink. “The rudeness knows no bounds.” She spoke in mock horror.<br/><br/>A waiter came by shortly thereafter, bending down to ask Autumn if she wanted anything to drink. “Um, yeah can I have some Virgin Blood, please?” Her face remained perfectly straight as she ordered it, but the man gaping at her blinked several dozen times. “Uh, do you mean… A Bloody Mary?” He asked innocently, to which Autumn waved a hand with an unimpressed sigh. “Yeah, whatever.”<br/><br/>Ashleigh leaned closer yet again, but this time Autumn was suspicious, and immediately leaned in the other direction to avoid her. But, when it seemed safe enough, she neared her to hear the whisper about Henry becoming Katie, then glanced at the object of the whisper afterward. “Wow,” she spoke with zero inflection. “I’d have never guessed. Not that I really remember what Henry looked like.”