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Cassirin 
Katy was very good at dressing up, or at least very practiced. She was less good at being generally ignored, but that was really her own mistake for insisting on being an independent woman and arriving on her own. She hadn't found her people yet.
She had found the snacks, though, and Katy snagged a frosty drink in an elegant glass with a little umbrella in it. The bright drink looked dramatic against her dress, and she almost hated to drink. Perhaps she'd just sip it slowly?
Perhaps she'd... go dance. By herself, because she didn't care.
Oliver spotted Katy.. He couldn't miss her in that dress, or the bright drink in her hand. He made his way over to her at a leisurely pace. He was under the impression they would make their way together. But he had been wrong and was slightly annoyed about it.
He stopped to get a drink on his way to her, sipping at the bright liquid as he reached her.
"
I thought we were doing this together?" His brow arched, questioning the events so far. "
You okay?" Because he could tell when Katy was unhappy.. or annoyed? Okay.. maybe he wasn't entirely sure what was up but he knew her enough to know that something was off.
Though getting her to talk about her feelings was like squeezing water from a rock.