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- OOC First Name
- Anna
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- Mixed Blood
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- Bisexual
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- Straight 11 1/2" Flexible Cypress Wand with Veela Hair Core
- Age
- 42
As much as Samuel would have liked to decline the invitation to Kyle's wedding, his desire to attend and see the aesthetic of the event himself overcame everything else, leading him to arrive despite his disdain, in a state of apprehension over the day ahead. The whole ordeal of weddings was one Samuel detested, the few weddings he had attended years prior forcing him to think of them as pointless, if not entirely stupid for anyone other than the couple getting married. A couple forcing what they deemed a genuine display of love in the faces of guests made to cater to the overt attention seeking of it all just simply did not appeal to him. But nevertheless he was trying to force his apprehension down, knowing that this would be the opportunity for him to judge Kyle's taste in parties in a way he never had before, and using this to convince himself attending the wedding was worth the fuss.
The venue alone was asking to be judged and Samuel was pleased to revere at the ridiculous house that masqueraded as a 'castle'. At best and with generous wording it could be described as a manor, though Sam wouldn't expect New Zealand in it's effort to seem a better country than it truly was to label the house accurately. The wedding ceremony was cheesy but tolerable, only for the fact Samuel was pleased Kyle did have a chance to marry someone that made him happy, with the tackiness of weddings in general aside. By the time the ceremony was over and everyone was guided into the ballroom Samuel was craving a drink, and managed to find a type of wine that wasn't entirely cheap. With the glass in hand he intended to do no more than stand by his brother's side and chat idly until it was deemed appropriate to leave, but when Jon left him to stand alone his plans were foiled. Being alone at a wedding was the worst possible thing that could happen to him, bringing an opportunity for someone he did not know or want to know to speak to him, and as he continued to sip from his wine he hoped he did not seem approachable enough for this to happen. Really he wanted to stay alone until the first group of guests chose to leave so he did not seem too eager to get out of there.