Lucy, Jaimeson, Wes, & Eve
When the idea of Nate's birthday had first been brought up while Lucy was hanging out with him, Jaimeson, and Kenzie in her friend's flat, she'd been reticent to join in. A birthday party at a sex club? It sounded far more risque than what she would be comfortable with. But eventually, her boyfriend did explain that though the engagement rooms would be open for use, the party would be held in the main lounge and would not be exhibitionist in nature. She'd finally agreed to go and, upon finding out the theme of the night, she'd dragged Molly around Muggle London vintage shops in search for a dress. Certainly, she could have asked her sister to make her one in the appropriate style, but there was something exciting about finding something truly vintage.
And she did. The dress needed only minor repairs and alterations, and Lucy felt rather glamorous in it. She twisted and curled her hair up to look shorter to match the era and picked out a pretty black jeweled head adornment. Her makeup was bold in the lips but neutral on her eyes, and she was sure Jaimeson would appreciate the effort to which she'd gone.
Rather than go with him, as she was certain they'd get distracted and she'd have to recreate her look before they finally left, Lucy promised to meet him there. When she'd arrived, she'd told the doorman her name and was let into the lounge, where she was surprised at the extensive decor and the large crowd already there. Apparently Nate was rather popular, though she supposed she wasn't surprised. It took her a few minutes to spot Jaimeson, and when she did, he was looking particularly cosy with a rather busty blonde woman. Jealousy reared up in her, though she managed to stop herself from storming over to him when she noticed that a certain Wes Carlisle was directly in his line of sight.
She greeted the star warmly, so that it would look to the casual observer as though they were old friends. And though she spoke casually, bringing up their mutual friendship in Kenzie, her mannerisms were far more familiar. A brush of her hand against his arm, a mischievous and borderline flirtatious smile as she looked up at him. And all the while, her stomach fluttered with the combination of talking to one of her biggest celebrity crushes and the hope that Jaimeson might notice and feel an equal measure of jealousy as she'd felt when she'd spotted him with the busty blonde.