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Riff Greer (
withasingleword
) wrote in
despairhorizon
,
Of course. Who cares about girls when there's cake? (sorry for edits)
Riff's survey had finished a round of the room and the speech was still going. His gaze eventually ended towards the food tables, looking past the tottering geezers that fit the cliché of 'rich fat cats' and others that weren't important. Oh, they had that cake he liked, the ones with the strawberries, that was a plus. He moved on until, eventually, he saw someone who caught his attention. He'd seen her the first time around - with an odd style like that, who wouldn't notice if they actually pulled their heads out of their own affairs for once? - but hadn't lingered long on her. However, she was staring at him now.
Riff stared back, expression neutral at first as he analyzed her, trying to pin something from her unreadable expression. Then, he simply smiled amiably and nodded, testing for a reaction.
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