<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/lwTw3jW.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Baylee Rocywood (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13846596#msg13846596)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>A flowing black thin strapped dress, a pair of sandals heels and a large black handbag (https://i.imgur.com/KVBOPQX.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In the ballroom by the bar then floating away to mingle<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Chrissa | Nate | (Phi?) | Open<br/><hr/><br/>Smiled to herself as she had noticed Chrissa seeing Nate, her old boyfriend from way back when. Nate was a good guy, she didn't have to question his motives and knew he cared for her best friend dearly. So when the two broke it off Baylee was first to question why. Chrissa was cryptic about the break-up and Bay didn't want to upset her and just said she would be there if she needed her. For a shoulder to cry on, ice cream to eat and lots and lots of popcorn and chick flicks to forget her Nate. But as her eyes darted between the two she could see sparks were still hot for one another.<br/><br/>Once the first few shots were down Baylee felt like she could take on the night and possibly a gator. But she sat composed as Chrissa and her scouted out anyone they knew. She played with the lime wedge as she saw her bestie’s eyes drifting back to Nate again.  She rolled her eyes and shook her head. High school sweethearts… She was about to kick her friend in his direction but saw that he was making his way toward them. She gave a proud smile, she knew she liked him for a reason. Wasn't scared to get what he wanted, though she could tell he seemed a bit nervous, though Chrissa was no better. She quirked her lips and watched the two intact. She sighed as their body language clearly gave away the lingering affection they had for one another. She couldn't hear what they were saying and was interpreted by the bartender asking if she wanted another drink,<strong>“How bout a Long Island Iced Tea, darlin thanks.”</strong>Soon the couple were making their way over, she put on her best smile and flipped her hair over one shoulder acting if she had been observing their whole introduction from the bar.<br/><br/>Once Nate and Chrissa were back at the bar she smiled in Nate’s direction and gave a friendly wave.<strong>“Hey Nate. how have ya been? And yes girl always needs a partner. Who else is going to bust her out of jail, eh?”</strong>She took her drink and stirred the dark liquor with her straw.<strong>“Well you know what they say, sisters by heart not by blood.”</strong>She gave Chrissa a big smile feeling as if the quote ran true between them. Seeing that she was beginning to be the three wheel she made a scene of seeing someone and excused herself. She made it behind Nate’s back to look at Chrissa and pointed at him mouthing out,<em>‘OMG I think he still likes you! Just talk to him!’</em>She then leaned back a bit and checked him out. She then looked at Chrissa and gave the okay sign again mouthing,<em>‘Still as a nice ass, good luck’</em>Then she was off to make nice or havoc, whichever found her first.<br/><br/>Bay passed a few acquaintances and made small talk, curious to see how their lives had turned out and were jealous to some of them already started a family. She was looking at a picture of a chubby baby when someone asked if she had any kids. When she said she had not they questioned how come when she was such a party girl back in high school they figured she would have a ton of kids by now. Then the joke's started about her and her Southern roots, of rising twelve kids in a trailer park with three ex-husbands. Her temper rose as her fingers dug into the soft leather of her bag. She guessed some people never changed. She wanted to rub it in their faces that she was actual a talent scout now and vice president to one of the country’s biggest music labels. Though if they believed her would be another story. Her eyes turned dark as she excused herself from the group, cringing as their laugher followed her. She made her way to the buffet table and took a sip of her drink as her eyes looked over the food. She wasn't really paying any attention to what was on the table but was still fuming over what the others had said. She shook her head and took a deep breathe, she didn't know them and she didn't care. She kept repeating to herself as she picked up a plate and started to select different finger food to munch on. Once she was done she picked up her drink and cussed as she bag fell to the floor in front of her. With her hands full she was scared to bend down in heels to retrieve it and falling flat on her face. Wondering if would be silly to kick it all the way over to a empty table. Fumbling with her plate and glass she sighed in defeat and looked over to the person beside her,<strong> Excuse me suga, could you give me a hand..."</strong>She said with such a gentle voice.<br/>