[ There's a certain power dynamic that settles into place, with Eddie knowing who she is without her sharing the same information. It makes the interaction feel somehow dangerous, sends his heart thrumming in a way he can't control. She's just a girl, in the way that he is still largely just a boy, and in the hazy night club, with masks and suits and dresses, they can be whoever they want. Eddie doesn't want to be the next in line to her family's rival company, and so he chooses not to be. ]
What can I say? [ Eddie lifts a hand to shake the rocks glass that is only now ice and melted water. ] I'm a sucker for free booze.
[ And with that the's guiding them both towards the nearest bar. He orders himself a bourbon, and smiles when she names some fruity drink he's never heard of. There's no denying she is impossibly beautiful, even though he has yet to see her entire face properly. The pieces are easy enough to fit together. And he's already decided that for tonight he isn't Eddie Munson, so he can simply enjoy her company for what it is. ]
Tell me the truth-- [ The words come out around the glass he presses to his lips as he downs a swallow of expensive bourbon. ] Is this really your kind of party?
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[ There's a certain power dynamic that settles into place, with Eddie knowing who she is without her sharing the same information. It makes the interaction feel somehow dangerous, sends his heart thrumming in a way he can't control. She's just a girl, in the way that he is still largely just a boy, and in the hazy night club, with masks and suits and dresses, they can be whoever they want. Eddie doesn't want to be the next in line to her family's rival company, and so he chooses not to be. ]
What can I say? [ Eddie lifts a hand to shake the rocks glass that is only now ice and melted water. ] I'm a sucker for free booze.
[ And with that the's guiding them both towards the nearest bar. He orders himself a bourbon, and smiles when she names some fruity drink he's never heard of. There's no denying she is impossibly beautiful, even though he has yet to see her entire face properly. The pieces are easy enough to fit together. And he's already decided that for tonight he isn't Eddie Munson, so he can simply enjoy her company for what it is. ]
Tell me the truth-- [ The words come out around the glass he presses to his lips as he downs a swallow of expensive bourbon. ] Is this really your kind of party?